RAIN ARCHIVE (5)
February 26, 2022
SEEING IN THE RAIN | 1981 | CHRIS GALLAGHER
Tick-tock. Tick-tock. The windshield wipers dance like the hands of a clock that mark the rhythm of the rain instead of the rhythm of the hours. When rain marks the time, it also marks the place. The city is out of joint, our perception is blurred, refracted, dislocated… Reality comes and goes. Closer. Farther. Slower. Faster. Tick-tock. Tick-tock. Beep-beep. Swish. In Vancouver, it rains around 169 days per year, where I live only 80. I miss the rain. Will you join me on Granville Street?
One in a series of 10 posts, contributed by HILOBROW friend _blank (Blanca Rego). See this post for more info on Blanca’s fascination with rain.
What do you think?
I can just about hear the rain bouncing from the street to the tires. Thanks.
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