The Annual Goal of Alewives

7月 12, 2010 · Posted in 未分類 

An old willow, leafless still, stood beside the rapids a little way beyond the bridge. How many springs had its bare branches reached over the migrant alewife parents as they went up towards the ponds, and how many summers had its leaves shaded the migrant alewife young as they came down towards the sea? The tree looked so large and lasting.

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