There is a different movement that escapes
from a river in November—
water is neither quicker nor slower
than June,
and neighborhood boys still find
their way down sand hills
to its banks, untangling their tethers
from clouds.
They will run & pant, they will toss
themselves to the ground,
but in the coming coldness
of November, they pause
and hope it shouts their names
one last time before winter.
November River
Re: November River
open to many interpretations
and I can't get too much river anything
I'm a fan of bends and rocks
the ripples and falls
good one
and I can't get too much river anything
I'm a fan of bends and rocks
the ripples and falls
good one
If you do not change your direction
you may end up where you are heading
you may end up where you are heading
Re: November River
Thanks. Appreciate the words here. Old Man River speaks a different language to each age group, methinks.
Re: November River
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"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
"Falsehood flies, the Truth comes limping after it." - Jonathan Swift, ca. 1710
Re: November River
Listening to Ray Charles
I imagine you drifting
a river’s bend.
Hanging time, I tap
my foot on my cedar deck.
I imagine you playing piano,
a blind river humming along.
I imagine you drifting
a river’s bend.
Hanging time, I tap
my foot on my cedar deck.
I imagine you playing piano,
a blind river humming along.
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