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The River’s Daughter -thoughts and poetry
The River’s Daughter
By Jane Tawel
April 6, 2020
We’ve had some glorious rain these past days — rare here. I think with everyone sheltering in, and perhaps less smog in the sky because of that, the rain has found more room in our skies. I love rain and will miss it dearly, knowing its season is always quite short where I live. This is a rather simplistic but heartfelt attempt, once more, to write an ode to a long-time love of mine — Rain.
I have written several poems about rain and this is the second one that owes much and my deepest thanks to J.R.R. Tolkien’s worldview and specifically his character, Goldberry. I am a pathetic writer and imaginer when compared with the great Tolkien, and I would again and again advise people to read his works over and over again as I have done and will continue to do. But though I may be humbled by comparison, I am eternally grateful for people like Tolkien who have made me, I hope, a much better human being. At a minimum, the works of writers like Tolkien have made me a much more fulfilled and hopeful seeker.
The River’s Daughter
By Jane Tawel
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I never hated rainy days.
