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-  Bruce Bond (U.S.A.)

River consumes river, willow widow, water shore.

            We learned it as children.                                          

            But the length of a life never comes.                         

                        Is that what people call a death rattle,

             I asked.

                        And the nurse made a crucifix                       

            with the axis

                        of her finger on her lips.

            I felt small.                 

                        Like a pin that holds the wheel of a toy.       

So when it was over, I had a child’s face.

I stood before an ocean

                                    that was motionless as stone. 

            If only I were that still,

                                                I could walk across.

            I could step out of the picture

                        I feared

                                    and never make a wave.