it’s looked like rain
all day if you just look
at the gray clouds in sky
and not pay attention
to lack of humidity, no
low pressure system feeling
in your bones. A ghost
quiet day plants breathe,
not needing water for
the moment. Coltrane
softens corners. Edges
of shadows blurred. Sepia
slant of sunshine pushes
rays to catch crystals
in windows, yet not
strong enough to cast
rainbows.