#598 The Song of the Storm

The storm is very specific, con-
centrated in the one spot. Seen
from above is thick, like cotton 
candy or whipped cream though 
probably less aerated than either 
of them. Resembles nothing so 
much as a cover that has fallen
from a passing wagon. The rain
is all around, encompasses the 
entire neighborhood. Is apart 
from the storm, nor is the storm 
part of it. Concurrent events.
Contiguous settings perhaps. 
The rain has a rhythm to it, may
be said to be in harmony with 
that cloudmass on the ground,
but in no wise could be called
                                                     a song.