Darkness in summer

The rain that has been threatening all day in gusts, in great gouts of skittering cloud, has finally arrived. The sky is so dark you can imagine it all compact with water, so dense with it, you could practically step into it as into a bath.

There is something ravishingly lovely about such moments of thick late daytime darkness and the shattering of raindrops against glass. Being inside, at my desk with an old anglepoise creating a cocoon of light, smelling the rain even through closed window and door - because I can clearly smell it - is dizzying and comforting at the same time.

Ad as I look out it seems to get ever darker, ever more a doomed, sunken, remnant blue or idigo, but indigo with depth. The window is running with rain. Nothing but silhouette outside.

It's pure poetry, this stuff:

Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville ;
Quelle est cette langueur
Qui pénètre mon coeur ?

Ô bruit doux de la pluie
Par terre et sur les toits !
Pour un coeur qui s'ennuie,
Ô le chant de la pluie !

Il pleure sans raison
Dans ce coeur qui s'écoeure.
Quoi ! nulle trahison ?...
Ce deuil est sans raison.

C'est bien la pire peine
De ne savoir pourquoi
Sans amour et sans haine
Mon coeur a tant de peine !

(Verlaine)

And this from the Hungarian of Zsuzsa Rakovszky (my translation)

Raining

raining raining it started
this morning summer gone out
a match dipped in water
it will fall now a long time
mad summer cools slows down
grows sluggish grey spills
across blue yellow red
brilliant now streaming down
windows damp wind behind
a great whale flounders in
the gutter its colours
oil and mud raining why
should we go out and do
things do nothing nothing
flop on the bed together your
arm under my neck for
a long time since nothing
can happen for a long time
no going out now for
a long time it will rain
now for a long time it
will rain for a long time

Gorgeous! Provide own punctuation and let it all wash together in the rain.

Which, by the way, is still going, a little prettier and lighter now, pinpricks, that's all.