Connecticut

摘要

I walked beside the Great River watching it flow in the darkness like a syllable that needs a grievous heart to be heard. I stopped to listen and heard it utter every name as it slipped in silence past the fields in which a herd of Holsteins grazed. I saw it for the divide it was, both here and not here, impossibly there in both New Hampshire and Vermont, although New Hampshire staked its claim to it with a maple stick that's long since floated away.