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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