UU Musings, Oct. 9, 2025
From a Bridge over the Illinois River How black it is this morning, the flat, heavy river glossy under a shifting sketch of fog. The vapordissolves and re-forms, restlessas a woman trying to sleep who knowswhat work awaits, while the dense river slumbers perfectly, pouring himself steadily westin a polished black snore, his mighty jobbeing to join the Mississippiat the place, …