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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Gina Ferrara


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The Ewerer

Beyond the batture, banks, red and greenshanks,
there is no time to notice

or study my reflection, fluid tremors, wavering,
as I collect river water in vessels,

puckered, weather-beaten, hands wrinkled irrevocably,
obvious as birds unable to fly.

Yoked, I carry the burden, a liquidity of ounces,
the basis of everything living.