The Old Woman’s Weather

cartoon drawing of a woman jumping for joy as sun beams hit the solar panels and make electricity.

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rain all day.

clouds
thick as wool.

the old woman
stands in the garden
under her pink umbrella

and looks
at the roof.

the old man
thanks you
for the toast,

she says,

but he prefers jam
to marmite.

the roof

is speechless.


— from The Old Woman’s Weather

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2 responses to “The Old Woman’s Weather”

  1. This poem beautifully captures a quiet, intimate moment, blending the mundane with the profound. The imagery of the old woman under her pink umbrella and the roof’s “speechlessness” evokes a sense of stillness and contemplation. The interplay between the characters’ preferences—jam over marmite—adds a touch of humor and humanity. It’s a reminder of how small details can paint a vivid picture of life’s simplicity.

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