This is poem 2 of the four "Redding" poems. From the anthology, Complaining to the Clock, a work in progress.
Redding Poem 2 "Sacramento River WordScape" These descendent waters swim like mad lagoon fish, Heading decidedly south with a fiery mindless turn, Their cool liquid urgencies reaching to all sides enticing The bosomy turning earth and its pectoral indecencies, With an impotent power unknown to anyone alive now, As watery signatures knife their way into the crestfallen sand bars, Adrift in an ambiguous undertow of death-marked reticences; Swimming and floating lazily as a red lily floats downstream, Enveloped cooly in blue clarity, absorbed by diamond sureness, These arching trees lapping inward the reeking salmon atoms, As rippling currents of heaving hands and wild bone sneezes, Salvage the unsalvageable, and a solitary blue bird Jiggling a crimson ring, as it bobs upon its ascended perch.
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