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Tag Archives: river poems
… Give her a low and guttural flow, the way a small stone fits in her palm, the skip (of heartbeat); the burbled psalm of going somewhere soon. Shiver her the language of moonspill breeze, the sway of treesong and … Continue reading
.. Take me down to the river, we say and we mean we want to be washed clean, freed from all this pain and salt and shame. Un -stain us from these words we’ve said, these lies we’ve spread, these … Continue reading
.. The breeze is caught, a distant hymn. The moon she’s got is growing dim. She pulls the shade and so it goes – her heart a glade where river flows. He’s hidden lies under each stone, but her silence … Continue reading