Ruth Whitman

(1922–1999 / New York City / United States)

The Nile - Poem by Ruth Whitman

floods, recedes, floods.
And over us stretches Nut,
the goddess who is the sky.
The sun travels by night
through her body,
the moon and stars by day.
Her toes touch the east,
her fingers reach to the west,
she arches over us,
rainbow mother of night and day.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, July 23, 2014

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