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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE OLD BRIDGE, by HILDA CONKLING Poet's Biography
First Line: The old bridge has a wrinkled face
Last Line: Playing on the river banks.
First Line: The old bridge has a wrinkled face
Last Line: Playing on the river banks.
THE old bridge has a wrinkled face.
He bends his back
For us to go over.
He moans and weeps
But we do not hear.
Sorrow stands in his face
For the heavy weight and worry
Of people passing.
The trees drop their leaves into the water;
The sky nods to him.
The leaves float down like small ships
On the blue surface
Which is the sky.
He is not always sad:
He smiles to see the ships go down
And the little children
Playing on the river banks.
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