 | The Cavalier daily Thursday, May 2, 1968 |  |
North Jersey Reflections
Afternoon:
Across the broad blue bent of the sky
Clouds arch. Seagulls scream
As they glide and plunge in graceful ares
To the oil slicked bay below.
Across the broad blue bent of the sky
Clouds arch. Seagulls scream
As they glide and plunge in graceful ares
To the oil slicked bay below.
Evening:
The flickering glow of refuse fires
Sears the edge of smoke-draped dusk.
A diesel sounds, a train appears,
Passes. Silence. A breeze stalks eyeless.
The flickering glow of refuse fires
Sears the edge of smoke-draped dusk.
A diesel sounds, a train appears,
Passes. Silence. A breeze stalks eyeless.
Night:
Unseen, snake-like; the moon-drawn seas
Strangle the throats of inland streams.
The rotted pilings shudder beneath
The reeking black Lernaean spew.
Unseen, snake-like; the moon-drawn seas
Strangle the throats of inland streams.
The rotted pilings shudder beneath
The reeking black Lernaean spew.
Morning:
Black on the horizon line
Loom the armies of storage tanks.
The sun sparks metallic fires—
Spears of silver light hurled at the dying reeds..
Black on the horizon line
Loom the armies of storage tanks.
The sun sparks metallic fires—
Spears of silver light hurled at the dying reeds..
Raymond P. Rhinehart
"Moon-Drawn Seas Strangle The Throats Of Inland
Streams"
| The Cavalier daily Thursday, May 2, 1968 | |