Joy from the cloud

“Last night
the rain
spoke to me
slowly, saying,

what joy
to come falling
out of the brisk cloud,
to be happy again…’’

— From “The Rain Spoke to Me,’’ by Mary Oliver (1935-2019), American poet. She spent much of her life in Provincetown, of which wrote: , "I too fell in love with the town, that marvelous convergence of land and water; Mediterranean light; fishermen who made their living by hard and difficult work from frighteningly small boats; and, both residents and sometime visitors, the many artists and writers….’’

'Metallic frankness'

“Winter walks up and down the town swinging his censer, but no smoke of sweetness comes from it, only the sour, metallic frankness of salt and snow.’’

— Mary Oliver (1935-2019), a famed poet who lived much of life in Provincetown, on the tip of Cape Cod.