Adam Fieled (Plymouth Meeting, Pennsylvania, USA): "The Schuylkill Flows"

The Schuylkill moves cleanly, despite
all the murk, as the Expressway looms
on the other side of it. The trees, as
usual, are Heaven, rooted much too
deeply for us to fathom, stacked at
solid angles into a receptive Universe.
I am waiting, writing on the edge of
wars, chopping through the cesspool
of centuries old shit, stunned into an
awareness of you, of the human brain’s moves.
When I imagine you, it’s with a sense
that we’re both standing at the river’s
edge (we are, of course), and as long as
we see the trees shade into the sky the bind holds—

© Adam Fieled 2017-2025

The sonnet The Schuylkill Flows was originally published in Otoliths 44 in 2017.