“you are like a rich man entering heaven/ through the ear of a raindrop”

 

For my Modern British poetry class I once wrote a review of this (highly recommendable) poetry collection by Seamus Heaney, The Spirit Level. As I listened to the diverse and changing sound of rain today, this poem came to mind.The Rain Stick
by Seamus Heaney, The Spirit Level
Upend the rain stick and what happens next
Is [...]