Thursday, April 28, 2005

earth note 42

september is a cold river
dying and being born
that bloated highway outta town
of red maple shoulders
to cry on
valleys i wish i could sometimes forget
what brought me back
the mills were dead
(let them rest)
a brown spent monongahela
rolls over the wreckage to the ohio
a rusty railroad trestle picks up acid droplets
lets them eat the deep black primer
of aliquippa
broken ridges slip down to the river
the bass are steadily abandoning
and everywhere evergreens hang on cliffsides
more resilient than the rest of us

--- e b bortz

(published in Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, March 1998)
(published in Lummox Journal, Nov 2002)
(published in earth notes and other poems, Least Bittern Books, 2015)

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