Author Charles Reznikoff All day the pavement has been black with rain, but in our warm brightly-lit room, Praise God, I kept saying to myself, and saying not a word, Amen, you answered. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments