a photograph by Ethel Mortenson Davis
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The Catfish River
a children’s poem by Thomas Davis
The catfish river starts,
Snorts with a small ripple of foam,
And then goes to sleep again.
The afternoon is covered with sky,
The blue cloth creeping into cradles of stone
And covering dark shallows.
The catfish river rolls over,
Swells with an oily, gray, collapsing wave,
And then goes to sleep again.
Filed under Poetry, Thomas Davis
Storm
by Ethel Mortenson Davis
in too long
of an afternoon
eyes wait,
lost to the whirling, dark,
bitter,
apple-green sky
burdened black,
unaware
fields
suddenly
carried out to sea,
drowned green
in the white foam.
after,
new
songs emerge,
gasping,
bent
under
the newness.
Filed under Ethel Mortenson Davis, Poetry
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