BROWSE Columns
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These damned rivers never learn:
I’m here to be washed clean;
Have the weight torn from me,
taken into stream.
Transfused with moss, snow melt,
Roe.
And may I be reborn again and again.
Each spawning a new blood.
My father’s men’s ways drained,
Filled instead with cricketsong
And gentle things.
I am weary, river, of my curses
Thomas Sadoski is a founding member of the international humanitarian organization War Child USA. He lives in upstate NY.
