Member Poem

R.T. Castleberry
2400 S Loop West #1705
Houston, TX 77054
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THE RIVER CONSTANT
 
Before dawn, after dusk
I cross a farm road bridge beneath a painter’s sky,
the storied sweep of stars and indigo.
Country cooling to autumn’s barren stalks,
the Asimack River ripples between rutted banks,
ice vapors coiling in clouds, in loose, laced tendrils.
Moonlit lanes of shadows lengthen
across wading shallows, across depths of fishing pools.
Beyond this bridge is macadam.
Beyond that:
highway, freeway, a Plainsman’s wages,
the ground rising to glass,
the sun a bladed sheen in my mirrors.
 
 
 
(published in The Alembic)