When we sat side by side
and row by row
watching sideways rain beat
the side of the building
at the far end of campus
our professor taught us that
the weeping philosopher suggested
you can’t enter the same river twice
and this must be true
because I swim in you daily
disrobed with despair
and witness the change in temperature
glacier to boil to beach
the metamorphosis of creatures
minnow to piranha and back
and the strength of the current
trickle to brook to river
and as you empty into a sea
I will whisper
my sorrow and my hope
into a bottle
replace the cork
and toss it
into you
—
copyright 2013 Steven Harz
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Please check out my book of poetry and short fiction “Songs you can’t dance to”
http://www.amazon.com/Songs-You-Cant-Dance-ebook/dp/B00ATQW5XK
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