{"id":175007,"url":"https://www.kudos365.com/news/175007-rain-fugue-poem-by-jessie-redmon-fauset-1924","short_url":"https://www.kudos365.com/news/175007","headline":"Rain Fugue || Poem by Jessie Redmon Fauset (1924)","content":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eSlanting, driving, Summer rain \u003cbr\u003eHow you wash my heart of pain! \u003cbr\u003eHow you make me think of trees, \u003cbr\u003eShips and gulls and flashing seas! \u003cbr\u003eIn your furious, tearing wind, \u003cbr\u003eSwells a chant that heals my mind; \u003cbr\u003eAnd your passion high and proud, \u003cbr\u003eMakes me shout and laugh aloud! \u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eAutumn rains that start at dawn, \u003cbr\u003e“Dropping veils of thinnest lawn,” \u003cbr\u003eSoaking sod between dank grasses, \u003cbr\u003eSweeping golden leaves in masses,— \u003cbr\u003eBlotting, blurring out the Past, \u003cbr\u003eIn a dream you hold me fast; \u003cbr\u003eCalling, coaxing to forget \u003cbr\u003eThings that are, for things not yet. \u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eWinter tempest, winter rain, \u003cbr\u003eHurtling down with might and main, \u003cbr\u003eYou but make me hug my hearth, \u003cbr\u003eLaughing, sheltered from your wrath. \u003cbr\u003eNow I woo my dancing fire, \u003cbr\u003ePiling, piling drift-wood higher. \u003cbr\u003eBooks and friends and pictures old, \u003cbr\u003eHearten while you pound and scold! \u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003ePattering, wistful showers of Spring \u003cbr\u003eSet me to remembering \u003cbr\u003eFar-off times and lovers too, \u003cbr\u003eGentle joys and heart-break rue,— \u003cbr\u003eMemories I’d as lief forget, \u003cbr\u003eWere not oblivion sadder yet. \u003cbr\u003eAh! you twist my mind with pain, \u003cbr\u003eWistful, whispering April rain! \u003c/em\u003e\u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cem\u003eSummer, Autumn, Winter rain, \u003cbr\u003eHow you ease my heart of pain! \u003cbr\u003eWhispering, wistful showers of Spring, \u003cbr\u003eHow I love the hurt you bring!\u003c/em\u003e \u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis poem from\u0026nbsp;Jessie Redmon Fauset is in the public domain.\u003c/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003e\u003cem\u003eJessie Redmon Fauset\u003c/em\u003e\u003c/strong\u003e\u0026nbsp;(1882 – 1961) was a poet, essayist, novelist, educator and\u0026nbsp;editor from the\u0026nbsp;Harlem Renaissance. Her literary work helped sculpt African-American literature in the 1920s as she focused on portraying a true image of African-American life and history. She wrote several novels, including There Is Confusion (1924) and Plum Bun (1928). Fauset also served as the editor of The Crisis from 1919–26.... \u003ca href=\"http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jessie_Redmon_Fauset\"\u003eWikipedia\u003c/a\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003c/p\u003e","content_plain":"Slanting, driving, Summer rain How you wash my heart of pain! How you make me think of trees, Ships and gulls and flashing seas! In your furious, tearing wind, Swells a chant that heals my mind; And your passion high and proud, Makes me shout and laugh aloud! Autumn rains that start at dawn, “Dropping veils of thinnest lawn,” Soaking sod between dank grasses, Sweeping golden leaves in masses,— Blotting, blurring out the Past, In a dream you hold me fast; Calling, coaxing to forget Things that are, for things not yet. Winter tempest, winter rain, Hurtling down with might and main, You but make me hug my hearth, Laughing, sheltered from your wrath. Now I woo my dancing fire, Piling, piling drift-wood higher. Books and friends and pictures old, Hearten while you pound and scold! Pattering, wistful showers of Spring Set me to remembering Far-off times and lovers too, Gentle joys and heart-break rue,— Memories I’d as lief forget, Were not oblivion sadder yet. Ah! you twist my mind with pain, Wistful, whispering April rain! Summer, Autumn, Winter rain, How you ease my heart of pain! Whispering, wistful showers of Spring, How I love the hurt you bring! This poem from Jessie Redmon Fauset is in the public domain.Jessie Redmon Fauset (1882 – 1961) was a poet, essayist, novelist, educator and editor from the Harlem Renaissance. Her literary work helped sculpt African-American literature in the 1920s as she focused on portraying a true image of African-American life and history. She wrote several novels, including There Is Confusion (1924) and Plum Bun (1928). Fauset also served as the editor of The Crisis from 1919–26.... Wikipedia","published_at":"2026-09-17T02:19:00-07:00","updated_at":"2025-12-12T18:12:43-08:00","author":{"type":"Person","name":"Poetry Alley","url":"https://www.kudos365.com/profiles/100043-poetry-alley"},"description":"Stay up-to-date with Poetry Alley on Kudos365. View their photo published Sep/17/2026 on Poetry. 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