<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396372" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Afternoon in the Canyon</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The river sings in its alcoves of stone.<br>I cross its milky water on an old log—<br>beneath me waterskaters<br>dance in the mesh of roots.<br>Tatters of spume cling<br>to the bare twigs of willows.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The wind goes down.<br>Bluejays scream in the pines.<br>The drunken sun enters a dark mountainside,<br>its hair full of butterflies.<br>Old men gutting trout<br>huddle about a smokey fire.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">*</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I must fill my pockets with bright stones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=George+Hitchcock">George Hitchcock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=396372" data-title="Afternoon in the Canyon de George Hitchcock" data-description="The river sings in its alcoves of stone. I cross its milky water on an old log— beneath me waterskaters dance in the mesh of roots. Tatters of spume cling to the bare twigs of willows. * The wind goes down. Bluejays scream in the pines. The dr..."></div> </div> </div>

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