Ohio by Jonathan Bohrn
I have questioned the loyalty of rivers in winter, their yearnings for oceans obstructed, indecisive meandering clogged by ice floes and winter drought.
No Amazon or Nile would endure this thickening of their blood, lethargic existence of shivering in the season, or the final degradation of coal barges, indifferently scraping congealing skin.
(2005)
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