rain in the piazza

I knew there was a poem in this picture somewhere.


On a Sunday, we are alone
in the piazza; the rain and
the midday rest have conspired
to leave it glorious, and all to ourselves

We stay in our corners,
maintaining safe distance before
coming together under the umbrella
where we can feel ourselves

Sharing this protected space,
we wander empty streets and forget
the uncertainty that holds us apart,
happy not to notice when the rain has stopped


Photo and poem © Daniel von der Embse

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