Top Whylah Falls Quotes

The moon twangs its silver strings;The river swoons into town;The wind beds down in the pines,Covers itself with stars.

The moon twangs its silver strings;The river swoons into town;The wind beds down in the pines,Covers itself with stars.

George Elliott Clarke

Tags: poetry, stars, moon, poem, river, canadian, canada, lullaby, poc, canadian literature

A rural Venus, Selah rises from thegold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweepspetals of water from her skin. At once,clouds begin to sob for such beauty.Clothing drops like leaves."No one makes poetry…

George Elliott Clarke

A rural Venus, Selah rises from thegold foliage of the Sixhiboux River, sweepspetals of water from her skin. At once,clouds begin to sob for such beauty.Clothing drops like leaves."No one makes poetry...

George Elliott Clarke

Tags: poetry, literature, poem, canadian, canada, woc, poc, canadian literature, george elliott clarke, whylah falls