CROSSING SUDBURY RIVER
Crossing Sudbury River,
as many crossings
as thirty years
will bear old wooden
bridge old Sherman's
Bridge pilings trembling
with weight of a
teacher's hopes and
fears, he who
never really saw
the river, admiring
only the vistas at
dawn, each as singular
as his moods, the
Sudbury flowing cross-
ways to turbulent mind-
stream, to all the
agitations, so patiently
flowing, like a clock
keeping time for
eternity, now one last
crossing, but
to where,
to what?
June 2004
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