Poem: The Ganges

By: Ashton Willcox

The holiest river in all of the land,

They say you can put it in a can and it won’t smell bland.

Hindu’s holiest river flowing through a Hindu majority country,

It’s amazing al the stories it could tell me.

Religion, history, military, you name it,

The Ganges impacts all three, so don’t say it’s faking it.

I start to wonder while sitting on the ground,

What might have happened exactly where I’m moving around.

To wrap this up, I will be short and clear,

The Ganges is a place with many years.

5 thoughts on “Poem: The Ganges

  1. Nice reflection Ashton. Check out a poem by Langston Hughes called “The Negro Speaks of Rivers” which has a line : “My soul has grown deep like rivers.” I think you are channeling that soul!

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  2. Ashton, through all of the place-based experiences you had at Christchurh that centered around a river and your multiple global edu experience (including 2 in India) that place so much emphasis on how history and communities interact with their rivers and watershed, I bet you will always look at rivers around the world and wonder about the stories and communities shaped by their presence.

    Nice post – I enjoy the poem.

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