August Rain!
August Rain! Today is the first of August. It is hot, steamy and wet. It will be a rainy day. I am tempted to write a memoir. But I remember what it said on one rejection slip: 'After a heavy rainfall, poems titled 'Rain' pour in from across the nation.' August depresses me a little- The odd uneven time. There is no best to be born in April or August when the life-giving Sun is in its exaltation sign, for then we enter the sea of life.