Waters flow quickly, like you mean it
Seep around the toes of mountains
Carve valleys and roll flat the loud cities
Build long deltas and bury proud harbors
Renounce your channels and your banks
Gash new landscapes and forget the old ways
Laugh your way through levees and dykes
Weep over feeble dams, dislodge the bridges
Reclaim your swamps and plains with violence
Spare none but the catfish
and his kingdom of mud and reeds.
Author’s Notes:
I’m not quite sure why, but this week’s poem feels a bit different from normal. I like the imagery, but I haven’t quite wrapped my head around what I think it is really saying. It seems very apocalyptic.
Favorite Line:
Gash new landscapes and forget the old ways
Most Evocative Verb Usage:
Laugh your way through levees and dykes