"William Claspy" wrote in message
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Forgive me, but I cannot help posting a portion of this poem.

Wm

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From Appalachian Autumn*, by Charles Wright

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//snip//

The river is negative time,
always undoing itself,
Always behind where it once had been.
Memory's like that,
Current too deep, current too shallow,
Erasing and reinventing itself while the world
Stands still beside it just so,
not too short, not too tall.

//snip// ...


Wow.