Poem: Oldest River Ray HemachandraSeptember 15, 2015August 3, 2020Poetry Post navigation PreviousNext Oldest River I was too happy to recognize when it happened to someone else too sad to realize when it happened to me until time passed which did not make me less sad but just slightly very very slightly more aware Share on social!TweetShare on TumblrPrintEmailLike this:Like Loading... Related