Flooded University Parks


 The river has pressed its sleek back
 Beyond the bank
 Forcing walkers back 
 From their path
 Giving ducks new horizons
 Opposite me here, wet-footed on the bench
 A bare tree is troubled
 By some submerged thing
 Making a frail and trembling hand
 Of its upheld branches
 Water moving through this place
 Like a dark serpent
 Water that fell on hills
 Yielded from ice
 A hundred miles from here
 Passes me now
 And passes the willow 
 Hanging in the last orange light of day
 Trailing its fingers
 In coils and eddies
 It is all framed here
 Indifferent and alive 
 Alive and forever passing


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