Suddenly it’s raining. I can’t go outside.
I step back in. There is no shortage of time.
In the warm shop I can watch the clouds
and buy an umbrella as the rain
has stopped everything. People shelter
as if from a crime. We must be patient.
I wait and enjoy the rain. I should buy
an umbrella, but instead wait and buy time.
You would think the rain is on for the day
as it starts to climb the kerbs. I need time
to choose that umbrella, nothing floral
or ornithological, just long-handled in black.
I can walk home as there is plenty of time.
People don’t talk, they watch the weather.
They don’t use umbrellas. I would buy this one
if we had all the rain and time in the world.