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. 

Credit

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

About this Poem

“East River” originally appeared in Sun-up, and Other Poems ( New York, B.W. Huebsch, inc., 1920).