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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The River</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">When my wife died I used to walk alone by the river, <br>but I don’t go near there any more. <br>Lost souls who had drowned used to speak to me <br>of the lives they had once before. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Every time I went they asked me to enter the water, <br>‘It will clear your mind, ’ they said. <br>I told them that I had never learned how to swim<br>and drowning is the only thing I dread.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One early morning I was walking along the river-bank <br>and the bank collapsed beneath my feet. <br>I found myself being swept along by the raging current <br>and saw my wife drowning in the deep. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=473132" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Several of the dead I used to talk with held me under, <br>my breath expired and I just sank. <br>My wife pulled me up from the river’s depths <br>and a fisherman revived me on the bank.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Orlando+Belo">Orlando Belo</a></strong></div>

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