{"id":12748,"date":"2026-07-18T16:50:48","date_gmt":"2026-07-18T16:50:48","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=12748"},"modified":"2026-07-18T17:36:11","modified_gmt":"2026-07-18T17:36:11","slug":"rainy-day-poetry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/?p=12748","title":{"rendered":"Rainy Day Poetry"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For rainy day people, maybe, although this is not a Gordon Lightfoot song. It is a forgotten poem, now remembered, from another one of my favourite poets. I often refer to my favourites &#8211; Dylan Thomas, W. B Yeats, Gerard Manly Hopkins and e.e.cummings as wordsmiths. They hammer out the most delicate poetry from the unyielding iron, and yes irony, of words. For example &#8211;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cLove is more thicker than forget<br \/>more thinner than recall<br \/>more seldom than a wave is wet<br \/>more frequent than to fail\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" src=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12750\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0431.jpg 2000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\"> Camino morning <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This is the opening verse of a poem by e.e. cummings, &#8220;love is more thicker than forget&#8221;. Because I follow a number of poetry groups on Facebook, poems get posted regularly to my feed. I read the title and then the first line. Something was faintly familiar. I had read this poem before, many years ago. It may have been in an anthology I was using while teaching high school English in the &#8217;70s. I&#8217;m not sure. I have read many poems by e.e. cummings over the years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"1024\" height=\"768\" src=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236-1024x768.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12751\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236-1024x768.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236-1536x1152.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0236.jpg 2000w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 1024px) 100vw, 1024px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">Why I walk<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I copied the poem to read again and be reminded of the intricate workings of the enigmatic mind of the poet. Is love stronger than our memory, more elusive than our fumbling for names, times and occasions, as we age? I would make a more positive arrangement of these words to read:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"has-text-align-center wp-block-paragraph\">\u201clove is more thicker than forget<br \/>more frequent than recall<br \/>more often than a wave is wet<br \/>more seldom than to fall\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image aligncenter size-large\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"768\" height=\"1024\" src=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0139-768x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" class=\"wp-image-12752\" srcset=\"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0139-768x1024.jpg 768w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0139-225x300.jpg 225w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0139-1152x1536.jpg 1152w, https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/img_0139.jpg 1500w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 768px) 100vw, 768px\" \/><figcaption class=\"wp-element-caption\">The open road <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Maybe cummings was unhappy in love. I was more fortunate. I still believe that love is the constant which endures as we begin to lose everything. I changed &#8220;fail&#8221; in the original to &#8220;fall.&#8221; It&#8217;s personal. I fell in trying to complete an 800kms Camino. I had walked 500kms and missed a step &#8211; just one in all the thousands I had taken. However, I went back after five months to walk some more. I forgot about my fall. I refused to recall any of the negatives associated with it. In fact I seldom think of it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The pictures are from the first 500kms of the Camino Frances, planning on taking more. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For rainy day people, maybe, although this is not a Gordon Lightfoot song. It is a forgotten poem, now remembered, from another one of my favourite poets. I often refer to my favourites &#8211; Dylan Thomas, W. B Yeats, Gerard Manly Hopkins and e.e.cummings as wordsmiths. They hammer out the most delicate poetry from the [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"site-sidebar-layout":"default","site-content-layout":"","ast-site-content-layout":"default","site-content-style":"default","site-sidebar-style":"default","ast-global-header-display":"","ast-banner-title-visibility":"","ast-main-header-display":"","ast-hfb-above-header-display":"","ast-hfb-below-header-display":"","ast-hfb-mobile-header-display":"","site-post-title":"","ast-breadcrumbs-content":"","ast-featured-img":"","footer-sml-layout":"","ast-disable-related-posts":"","theme-transparent-header-meta":"","adv-header-id-meta":"","stick-header-meta":"","header-above-stick-meta":"","header-main-stick-meta":"","header-below-stick-meta":"","astra-migrate-meta-layouts":"default","ast-page-background-enabled":"default","ast-page-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-4)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"ast-content-background-meta":{"desktop":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"tablet":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""},"mobile":{"background-color":"var(--ast-global-color-5)","background-image":"","background-repeat":"repeat","background-position":"center center","background-size":"auto","background-attachment":"scroll","background-type":"","background-media":"","overlay-type":"","overlay-color":"","overlay-opacity":"","overlay-gradient":""}},"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12748","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-blog"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12748","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=12748"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12748\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":12762,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12748\/revisions\/12762"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=12748"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=12748"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/lifeiswhathappens.ca\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=12748"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}