Pomperaug



April is about water.
It is about the submerging of all things
For thirty days and nights

About soaking up every bit of life
Becoming water itself

April water claims this river
Sweeps away trees
Whose ancient hold on this earth
Its has loosed

Water takes away
The ground
On which these trees and I
Once stood sure

April is about water
Racing like a messenger
On a life-or-death mission
Except that water
Has no mission;

Water is a state of being.

Water is life.

One Single Impression