CONNECTING PEOPLE TO IDEAS AND TO EACH OTHER
CONNECTING PEOPLE TO IDEAS AND TO EACH OTHER
Poetry

Raindrop on Paper Hat

by Paul Beilstein

Out of the vapor, an ovaloid droplet,
on this day or that,

drops with four trillion gallons-worth or so
all over the world.

Slightly more than half of what falls
evaporates back to the atmosphere.

The rest soaks in.
That I might become vapor

near a cumulonimbus cloud,
that I might disappear

and stay that way forever
is improbable. Today,

while it rains,
I’m wearing a folded-newspaper hat.

It looks like a sailboat.
The newspaper was getting wet anyway,

and waiting to become nothing
really opened up my day.

*Photo courtesy katerha.