Author Isabel Ecclestone Mackay SLANTING rain and a sky of gray, Drifting mist and a wind astray, The leaden end of a leaden day And you--away! Light in the west! The sky's pale dome Gemmed with a star; a scented gloam Of bursting buds and rain-wet loam And you--at home! 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