As the River Runs

by John Drudge / November 19th, 2023

Sin is one half
Of creation
As they say
And all great creators
Commit great sins
Round and round
The river runs
Through sky and dreams
And to the earth
Through tears
The small and the great
Rising and falling
Like hard rain
On tin roofs
In ramshackle shacks
By the bridge
Near the river
Where time turns
On a timeless clock
In circles
Through a day
Through eternity
With the sound
Of strained voices
Cutting sharp
On the wind

John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology. He is the author of six books of poetry: “March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), Fragments (2021), A Long Walk (2023) and Sojourns (2024) . His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee. He lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children. Read other articles by John.

This article was posted on Sunday, November 19th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under Poetry.