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Rain – Promote Yourself


I can hear you making small holes in the silence.


If I were deaf the pores of my skin would open to you and shut,

And I should know you by the lick of you.

If I were blind the something special smell you make when the sun cakes the ground,

The steady drum roll sound you make when the wind drops,

But if I should not hear, smell or feel or see you,

You would still define me, disperse me,

Wash over me,


~Hone Tuwhare~

Helen Szafer  


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I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

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