sister poem

will you glimmer on the sea?
are you alive?
the rain was over, and the brilliant air
she heard the children playing in the sun
now that i have cooled to you
when i was a boy at college
who loves the rain
among the smoke and fog of a december afternoon
which i wish to remark
you are clear
thou unrelenting past
the single clenched fist lifted and ready
and still they walked on