Tomas Transtromer's "From the Thaw of 1966"

Dry out here in CA. Thumbed through Transtromer and found this: might help with the big freeze back east. Can't last forever -- or can it?

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From the Thaw of 1966

Headlong headlong waters; roaring; old hypnosis.
The river swamps the car cemetery, glitters
behind the masks.
I hold tight to the bridge railing.
The bridge: a big iron bird sailing past death.

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