Northwords Now Issue 40

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Falls

by Chris Powici

clamour of eddies and foam-edged
kinks of bright november water sliding
over pine roots and half-drowned rock

so many flashes and glints
so many cold quick voices

but lean into the breeze
take a breath, listen close –
all the river says
is how to let go
how to fall

just a noise among trees
it’s all grace notes and throwaway riffs
a thing of rain and stone
making itself up as it goes along


Five Poems by Chris Powici...

...with translations by five other poets

Claonaig FerryPoem by Chris Powici
Coastal TownPoem by Chris Powici
DrystonePoem by Chris Powici
FallsPoem by Chris Powici
The Quick RainPoem by Chris Powici