a riveting gift

by Nasim Luczaj

you are moved by the earth, you are moved by the earth
hold it
in the rage of the river
something’s come loose

this is water jumping off a cliff

without wearing its bathing suit
the audience sits on the bank
are looking which here means nearly
crying are all saying all

in all your knowledge
you’re no less gritty
than that tear

all saying we are all
false have tried to make things

see that stream?
it is a courtroom, it sings