I saw rain in Galilee.

I saw rain in Lauterbrunnen.

In the Black Forest

apple-sized hailstones

smashed through the windscreens

of abandoned cars.

In Egypt, from a hot air balloon,

I saw a funeral –

a body in a white sheet

lowered into the sand. In Hong Kong,

a man covered in bees.

In Italy, the international space station

flew by three nights in a row,

becoming unremarkable.