Author Charles Reznikoff When the sky is blue, the water over the sandy bottom is green.They have dropped newspapers on it, cans, a bedspring, sticks and stones;but these the patient waters corrode, those a patient moss covers. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments