Poem by Lola Ridge

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.

1. Dawn Wind
2. Frank Little at Calvary
3. The Ghetto
4. “The Everlasting Return”
5. Fuel

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