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Ode to a River Evening

After the rain, the river is still easy.
Hundreds of mosquitoes
Cover the banks like draped blankets.
Trees try to overlook the moon.
It darkens. The mosquitoes thin out.
They have had their share of water.
Moonlight seeps through leaves.
Ripples shimmer. Near the water
Mosquitoes tease a fish.
They follow its silver waves.
Full and content, the fish fades.
The water now murky,
No more light or movement,
Just the sound of water, still.


Jamie Trong, Age 15
All Saints’Episcopal School
Vicksburg, Mississippi
Teacher: Greg Sellers, 2002 ROW Teacher of the Year

 

 

 

 

 
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