tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972209951097597924.post3644286491318590216..comments2023-12-09T18:37:25.723-06:00Comments on Mercy Loomis: 100 Words About: RainMercy Loomishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07552972871775363257noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3972209951097597924.post-34648437271561270062009-09-27T21:22:27.428-05:002009-09-27T21:22:27.428-05:00Rain gives me reason and momentum. Why with the d...Rain gives me reason and momentum. Why with the dark clouds and heavy burdens on the sky should I feel the press of doing, I don’t know. But it has been that way for a long time. The rainy days make me want to write, clean and listen to Tom Waits. I like dark music with a dark day, never too somber, never too melodramatic-but music, when listened to, can give a person pause. And Waits to me, his visual images, bring nothing but delight, “…As he dreams of a waitress with Maxwell House eyes And marmalade thighs with scrambled yellow hair.” You see the diner? You taste the coffee?Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09849650119285773009noreply@blogger.com