A Poem For Today - What's Under A River

[KEN DICKINSON]

What's Under A River

 Hundreds of stones.

 Under the stones, what's left of centuries:

 sand, silt, the bones of spawned salmon

 and old steelhead

 - calcium leaching into the water -

 and under the shadows of bone: a carved bed,

 indigenous rock

 opening and softening

 but so slowly no one can hear it.

 Under the stolid rock is motion again, the migration

 of ghosts, nations moving, hauling their minerals,

 smoke and imagination -

 and deeper,

 farther,

 under it all:

 love, resting -

 and diamonds, burning.

- Molly Fisk

[Isabel Torres-Carrilho]

My goodness!

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