© 2006 Robert Schoenberg
Walking to a bridge's far end cap on the riverside
where the doug fir deck, with a rock's energy leaned
down, a crumble, broken,
fleeing away below into the reaping water.
Like Cleopatra's slippers, gold leaves spilled
to the sea;
but fairly brutal they were drenched and drowned.
As the leaves cast out, the water grew still more
seen as a plate of glass;
seen as a photograph, black and white it read,
sinking to the sand feeling pressure of persistence.
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