Coyote and Selected Poems by
Lamar Thomas
Goodnight
I hear the rain in a bamboo glade,
taps like talking drums.
The air moistens and cools.
I wish it were always like this,
gentle into the house of dreams.
Copyright © 2000 Lamar Thomas
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