The Paterson Poet
Friday, 1 February 2013
PATERSON RIVER RISING
PATERSON RIVER RISING.
She is my river.
Not controlled.
Not tamed.
When will they learn she is nature.
Learn both her of her beauty and anger.
She is, and always will be.
Natures chaos in her best debutante dress.
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