Pluviophile
Adrienne Lumpp ‘23
I gradually started to divert my attention Away from the patting and onto my life, Lambs and flowers painted my walls. And the pinks and greens faded into a dull white. The light from the crescent cast the watery showers on my crib I closed my windows and muffled the trickles, And made the sunflowers bloom. As lightning slammed and flashed through my drapes.
As a child I was amazed by the rain;
Lullabies whispered by rainwater.
Rainwater turned into background noise.
My curiosity still gazed through the glass, Following the drops as they slid down her window. Eventually my sunflowers wilted into solid pinks and greens, While constellations reflected against my wooden frame.
Eventually my walls began to peel And the rooms were dismantled into cardboard. But I never realized the aesthetic pleasure of the darkness. Despite all the moonless and hopeless evenings endured, I stopped to listen to the melody of the rain.
Nursery rhymes read by rainwater.
Rainwater turned into symphonic peace.
Jordan Migis ‘21 love Paper and Acrylic
70 | ESSE 2021
