Puddles After the First Monsoon Rain

monsoon kuno

The secret breath of summer
curls from his lips, blurs
the gray, melting world
on the other side of the glass.

Early monsoon runs
lightly on tin roofs,
then swiftly retreats
to the greens of distant hills.

Doors along the narrow line
of houses burst open with children
even as banana leaves bend to drop
the last beads of rain down their palms.

He is among them, this boy
with the breath of summer.
The palpable scent of earth
roused by rain fills his lungs.

He runs in zigzags to his friends,
making sure to hit every puddle
with every leap. The louder
the splash, the better.

Mud must be spread far and wide.
The undeclared ritual
to celebrate the slightest change
of tropical seasons.

-o-

This appears in that other website I now loathe due to all the one-sided changes the admin keep making.   They also practice something that I consider stealing.  I should never have joined there, but I did find some interesting folks who have now become very good friends.

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About matangmanok

Jim Pascual Agustin writes and translates poetry. Sometimes he tries his hand at essays and stories. In 2011 the University of Santo Tomas Publishing House in Manila released BAHA-BAHAGDANG KARUPUKAN (poems in Filipino) and ALIEN TO ANY SKIN (poems in English). The same publisher released his most recent poetry collections SOUND BEFORE WATER and KALMOT NG PUSA SA TAGILIRAN. In 2015 a new poetry collection in English, A THOUSAND EYES was released. His first collection of short stories in Filipino, SANGA SA BASANG LUPA, was released in 2016. UK publisher The Onslaught Press launches his latest poetry collection, WINGS OF SMOKE, worldwide in February 2017. View all posts by matangmanok

2 responses to “Puddles After the First Monsoon Rain

  • Melissa

    I absolutely love this piece!! I can’t imagine what it must be like going through these rains, I’m sure it is cathartic and cleansing!

    My fav part is the boy making sure he hits all the mud puddles lol. I don’t remember the last time I allowed myself the freedom of playing in mudpuddles.

    Thanks for sharing this.

  • matangmanok

    Hi Missy! Nothing stopping you in playing in puddles, right? 🙂 Go, Missy!

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