The Bend in the River

In the gorge at the bend in the river
where the gorse runs like yellow fire

up the banks and through the oaks,
up all the way to the high schist ridge

and trout swim fat
past forked sticks in the sand,

set for the paysans' fishing poles,
a spindrift of flocked seeds

fills the air with gamete snow,
as Spring pulses into Summer.