Current Issue About Editorial Note Archives Submitting Links		Poems by J.D. Heskin   The Snake Rivers I sing not of the Great Snake River. My song is of lesser Snakes. The sixty, or seventy odd rivers named Snake which cut across the states of Minnesota, Ohio, Nebraska. And forty-some others. So many Snakes to paddle up, or down. Snakes to swim in, splash in and fish in. Same name rivers, each, of its own kind. I think of them a lot. Don't know why. I grew up near a river called the Goose. But that is not the name of my song.     The Worm Beneath the drumming of my own, I hear the heartbeat of the worm; my heart, someday, will be its cake, so I hope it dies of a bellyache.     Back to Table of Contents
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