Caveat: Poem #923 “A semantic hydrology” 2019-02-09, 07:05 2023-03-22 A Daily Poem / Book 2 / My Poetry & Fiction ㅁ Words plow down hillsides and bore tunnels. They carve canyons in melting snow. Semantic rivulets form. The sun glints off meanings. Shadows are dispelled. Bits of ice melt. Ideas. Water. Thought. – a nonnet. Previous PostCaveat: Tree #37 Next PostCaveat: Tree #38