Charles D. Tarlton
He had no cohort and was now alone
into the bargain, with his own dark musings,
and so thirsty to be heard.
Things, and the things done on each
slow crossing (fighting
how the river wants to pull us down to sea),
and he was still alone on the river
but always sliding down.
I am a retired university teacher living at the shore in Old Saybrook, Connecticut, with my wife, Ann Knickerbocker, an abstract painter, and our black, female standard poodle, Nikki.