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Amy LowellContemplative

The rain is dark against the white sky. Or white against the foliage of eucalyptus-trees. But, in the cistern, it is a sheet of mauve and amber. Because of the chrysanthemums Heaped about its edge.

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The speaker watches rain in a garden and notices how its color shifts depending on where it falls and what stands behind it. Against a pale sky, the rain looks dark. Against the leaves of eucalyptus trees, it looks white. Then, looking into a cistern, the speaker sees the rainwater as a smooth sheet of mauve and amber, colored by the chrysanthemums heaped around its edge.

There is no story here, just a quiet moment of close observation. The speaker feels attentive and curious, almost as if discovering how much depends on angle and light. The mood is calm, still, and reflective, turning ordinary rain and garden details into something quietly luminous. It invites the reader to pause and notice how a familiar scene can change completely when seen from a new position.

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