These aren't the piled puffs of steam which rise out
Of the Gulf and drift across Louisiana. These come
As a dreary shroud from somewhere up in Canada,
And though they have brought rain with them,
The air seems not so humid here as it is there when
It's not raining. Also, it is not so warm. The house
Is nicer, brighter than that cramped and dim-lit

Motel room, but I can't say I'm happy that I had

To come back home.