It's just
gone noon
Half past monsoon
On the banks
of the river Nile
Here comes
the boat
Only half-afloat
Oarsman grins
a toothless smile
Only just one more
to this
desolate shore
Last boat along
the river Nile
Doesn't seem to care
No more wind
in his hair
as he reaches
his last half mile
The oar snaps
in his hand
Before he reaches
dry land
But the sound
doesn't deafen
his smile
Just pokes at wet
sand with an oar
in his hand
Floats off down
the river Nile
Floats off down
the river Nile