Written and illustrated by Sylvia Prehmus, ESLLC 2015-2016
Painted river in white curves
mountain to sea—once flowed
not since the century,
leaving great delta barren
to sustain arid oases by far snows
larger by far than the oasis by the peaks.
Long dark wrinkle between flat mirrors
where straws from man and shimmering waves
waster a resource cherished? no, nor saved.
Man’s greed moves to dry shadow
what nature fails to win by right;
right by age yet here,
Geography has last say.
soft drops waste not
loud tides use nigh.
Skies on land reflect
that all around yet nowhere found
arid Oasis grey and lush
shine and shimmer across barren dust.
Each ripple precious
divided more carefully each passing day
more coveted than gems
but less must pay.
Diamond less worn and worshipped
then the river that runs
in the endless sun.