“and thou shalt make them drink of the river
of thy pleasures”

—Psalms 36:8 (KJV)
 

I’ve known rivers as well:

The waterways which are the arteries of the Pine Belt.

 

My spirit lists like these rivers:
 

I learned to swim in the Leaf when I was a lad;

I plunged the Okotoma rapids as my adrenaline coursed;

I played ballads by the Singing River as the country couples rubbed belt-buckles;

My feet were set upon a rock beside the ole man Mississippi, while the Fast Eddies
gamboled and the fancy-ladies bathed in the whirlpools.

 

I’ve known rivers myself:

New world, light-wood, trot-line rivers.

 

I can survive on rivers.