DAILY PHOTO: The Brown Danube
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ripples on a pond:
the day seems still & windless,
but, somewhere, air moves.

early autumn morn:
fog forms over the river
‘cause the water ‘s “warm.”

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?

Do I look blurry to a fish,
as if a floating cloud?
Does it expect I’ll dart away
as silence rings aloud?