
the river’s flow
doesn’t disturb the cloud’s
reflected drift.

the river’s flow
doesn’t disturb the cloud’s
reflected drift.

river ripples
roll downstream unwarped
by the flow.




Stumps are underwater. The pebble beach is gone. Floating docks slant downstream as fast waters roll on. Detritus on pylons: a beaver dam of wood. Coffee brown waters flow where yesterday I stood. Will the levees stand strong until the surge recedes? Will the flood wash away the willows and the reeds?
