Niagra Falls Poem by Dennis Lambert

Niagra Falls



What can stop this waterfall?
What can quiet the thundering power
that descends to punish impertinent rocks
and quicken spectral mists rising above the tumult?

What can stop this waterfall?
I look for shadows dark enough.
I listen for rumbles deep enough.
I feel for dampness grave enough.

But, at last, I only know
the rush that through me moves.

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