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shelter

there is a bend along the river

where fish slow in shallow water

she hears them splash

in the shelter of sandstone

under the overhang hidden by trees

she slumps in shadowed sorrow

in this overhang a cool breeze blows

language sings on her skin

she lies within prayer and prospect

there is little movement

days pass without incident

she tunes to river flow

from Ruby MoonlightFind more by Ali Cobby Eckermann at the library

Copyright © 2012 Ali Cobby Eckermann
Used with the permission of Flood Editions.

Published in Ali Cobby Eckermann Poems

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