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A super blog Taps. I would not have believed folk would choose to live near that river.
I suppose there might be salvage of sorts drifting down and fish to hook. It just does not feel right.
posted by
C_C_T
on September 18, 2016 at 10:47 AM
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The river is quite mystical I believe TAPS - it does take you away with your current of thoughts. Lovely poem.
posted by
shobana
on September 18, 2016 at 5:49 AM
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Haunting poems, TAPS. So sad, their desperation, and it leaves us wondering if there was anything at all we could have done....
posted by
adnohr
on September 18, 2016 at 1:54 AM
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Everything about this is just so good.
posted by
anib
on September 17, 2016 at 10:30 PM
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sounds way too big for me
posted by
Lanetay
on September 17, 2016 at 9:24 PM
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Good work as is usual. I love rivers, we have a lot of various sizes, none like the Missouri or Mississippi. Love your work always do.
posted by
Justi
on September 17, 2016 at 9:17 PM
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Great bit of story today, Taps.
Makes me think...
posted by
Pat_B
on September 17, 2016 at 6:48 PM
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I flew over Australia's biggest River just a few years ago. The Mighty Murray that other Rivers feed into ...
I felt so sad. Compared to all the beautiful huge wide rivers in the all of North America and then the great lakes, the mighty Murray looks like a little Creek.
posted by
Kabu
on September 17, 2016 at 5:45 PM
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TAPS
Great photo! And both poems are so wonderful! Your note puts them into a perspective of haunting desperation that the homeless must feel. Off topic, do you know if the River ever was home to gambing river boats? I have heard stories... 
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on September 17, 2016 at 5:22 PM
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