Sunday, May 29, 2011


FEET OUT IN THE RAIN


Out today into the wet, windy face of the lowering hurricane to get some water from the spring, stopped along the way at the country store for Echo to copy some documents on their old copier, and while I waited in the car all sealed up against the rocking wind and rolling rain I saw through my rain-jagged window an old farmer come out of the store with his purchase of a few packs of smokes, he must've been in his 80s, completely rain-garbed like farmers do when they harrow in the rain, but with his wife's shopping slippers on - men do that in Japan, put on whatever's handy in the genkan - and with a few weeks growth of beard, he shuffled along the storefront to the store ashtray, a smoke on his mind from the eager look of him, probably been out of cigs for a time, he slowly plumped himself right down onto the ground beneath the store eaves beside the ashtray, cracked a new pack of smokes, hung one between his lips and flamed it, took a big puff and breathed it away, relaxed back to the max, feet stuck out in the rain, wet slippers who cares, what the hell, rice is in the ground, everything's wet anyway except the cigarette, and that’s the thing right now, few pleasures remain at this age, during a hurricane...

Strange version of joy he was there in the blown rain, puffing away alone beneath the eaves, staring out into the storm, chillin' to the brim, both feet into the downpour.



5 comments:

pserean said...

:)

thank you for posting that. it was just- a perfect picture. and more perfect for being a real,live one!

kenju said...

I could see it too, and back when I used to smoke, I could have related to his pleasure.

Tabor said...

A nice insight to a side of Japan that most of us do not see.

Tamakikat said...

Fantastic that Kasumi and the girls are moving to your locale. It must be a great relief for you all.

Victor said...

Hahaha, that guy is awesome!