When words and world well up, dark as silt –
A river delta, catchment for time’s hard flow.
The spreading out and gathering in,
Gathering in shape and memory of land;
World remade with each upstream flood.
We are changed because we stand on the shore.
We see change, rather than flow or memory’s flood:
This is the onlooker’s price.
This is the price for not jumping in
When a river roars by your doorstep.
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