the water rises and fallsA Poem by jacob erin-cilberto
irrigation
evolves spontaneously when the ducts spend themselves in arduous
splendor rivers of raw feelings expunge the grief to an extent and shores become
anonymous when we dry out, there is a disdainful
drought but eventually, a new moon rises and clarity lets us drift again with reckless abandon. erin-cilberto 7/19/18 © 2018 jacob erin-cilbertoReviews
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16 Reviews Added on July 25, 2018 Last Updated on July 25, 2018 Authorjacob erin-cilbertoCarbondale, ILAboutOriginally from Bronx, NY, I live in Carbondale, Illinois...teach English at a community college and have been writing and publishing poetry since 1970. I am here to read for inspiration from other po.. more..Writing
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