EPIC THOUGHTS, 7:23 AM

Commuting,
      March 18, 1994.
          After winter of
   heavy snows, come
spring floods--three days
         rain, and the Sudbury
River rises.

Thinking, as I scoot across
    Rt. 27 causeway, menacing waters separated
         by thinnest thread of battered
  pavement, that this
is Passover,
         and I am the yuppie Moses,
    dividing the river with my new
                    green Caravan, but where
are my Jews?


March, 1994

                                                                       


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