(See verse below...)

THE RIVER SWEATS
OIL AND TAR
THE BARGES DRIFT
WITH THE TURNING TIDE
RED SAILS
WIDE
TO LEEWARD SWING ON THE HEAVY SPAR
THE BARGES WASH
DRIFTING LOGS
DOWN GREENWICH REACH
PAST THE ISLE OF DOGS

From the Waste Land
T.S. Eliot