In The Rainfall

Short, terse, and almost curt in the way at the beginning, then flowing into an-almost narrative in the middle, In the Rainfall by RainbowizedSky is an extraordinarily unique poem--if it can even be as clearly classified as that.

The first two stanzas are vague in meaning but intense in emotion, conveying images to the reader like brief vivid snapshots. The enjambment causes a sense of abruptness, of loss and missing pieces. The next two stanzas then move into a pattern that can be eventually found in the last two stanzas, which create a sensation of moving forward. The middle, however, is the most intriguing. Reading almost like song lyrics, it flows from one line to the next, luring the reader to consider carefully what the author wants to say.

In the Rainfall is fragmented, disjointed, and may strike some as not at all their taste. It has to be said that perhaps this style of poetry may not appeal to everyone. However, it certainly keeps me reading, and that is, I think, the crux of the matter.