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The Fate of Water

Dune and Gloom

By: - Jul 22, 2016

    THE FATE OF WATER
Now I am old  a grammar of time 
would cite me
where hilltop and stream 
delete me.
Ask me where hill  and stream 
and meadow rhyme 
with sand  for sand delights me  
and pure syntax
sand
and lime. 
Itself  myself  contract to sand.   
O translate me  my years 
their new reader,
and when
I consider     
the sun flowing
or the fate of water
that I am old  deserts praise.
from THE MERIT OF LIGHT
by Stephen Rifkin