Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Almost End of Summer Poem
Hextanka 1

Mid-September, Newburyport Harbor

From shore I watch the empty passage;
all the boats are moored in harbor.
Two blue herons fill the morning
chill with inescapable wing spans.
River grass is turning brown.
The goldenrod is going down.

~Son Rivers 2008



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