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My View


No match for the Missouri,
the Columbia, or Snake —
the Delaware never stops

for a single dam from source
to sea, but on the way it
welcomes many creeks and brooks,

the notorious Ten-Mile
among them. The Delaware
remembers the Aqueduct

of John A Roebling and the
paddlers of birch bark canoes
to the wide white pine where rests
the intricate wampum belt
of the Great Law of Peace of
the five Iroquois nations.

We live it these days by our
lately Constitution, though
William Penn had told it so.

Mort Malkin is formally trained poet and founding member of the Milanville Poets UnLtd. He has a number of published poetry books and his work has been included in several anthologies. A recent book of his poems and illustrations was published for the National Park Service under the title “Upper Delaware River In Verse and Image.” He has chosen to live and write from his home on the banks of the Delaware River.


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