Because I now have time to sit and stare
at waving reeds and gently flowing water,
I am becoming like the river as it nears its end.
After its headlong rush down granite cliffs,
and its busy journey through
the vineyards, and the fields,
a wide and sandy beach, it’s forced
to slow its pace, to spread a little and to drop
its load of silty litter and to let,
the ripples on its surface smooth away,
so it can hold reflections
of the slow clouds,
From: McGregor Poetry Anthology 2013
Published by African Sun Press in association with the McGregor Poetry Festival
ISBN number 978-0-620-62302-5
Margaret Clough is a retired soil chemist and science teacher. She has published one collection, At Least the Duck Survived; and her poems have been published variously in Litnet, South Africa Writing, Carapace and New Contrast.
Margaret Clough: By Sandvlei Shore and What are you doing this evening from At Least the Duck Survived. Modjaji Books, Cape Town, 2011. ISBN 978-1-920397-85-2. Surprises on the Internet from Carapace Volume 94 Cape Town.