The Naked River Poem by Daniel McDonagh

The Naked River



The water path of crystal
diamonds has moulded
over the years, haunting clouds
drag the sky in grey, the ocean
sun has wandered away, the
swollen river is naked without
boats, on the surface of the
current, the goddess floats.


Nov'1988

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