I forget the names of towns without rivers.
A town needs a river to forgive the town.
Whatever river, whatever town—
it is much the same.
The cruel things I did I took to the river.
I begged the current: make me better.
Richard Hugo, from “The Towns We Know and Leave Behind, the Rivers We Carry with Us,” in Making Certain It Goes On: The Collected Poems of Richard Hugo (W. W. Norton & Co., 1984)