East River

Dour river 

Jaded with monotony of lights 

Diving off mast heads….

Lights mad with creating in a river... turning its sullen back.... 

Heave up, river…

Vomit back into the darkness your spawn of light… 

The night will gut what you give her. 

This poem is in the public domain. Published in Poem-a-Day on October 26, 2019, by the Academy of American Poets.