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Oct 2013
I miss your parti-coloured waters mixing it up
and tumbling through the fruit bearing gorge,
a force to be reckoned with

and reckon with you they did.

You've middle-aged spread into a behaved oversized pond,
your energy channelled to serve others,
mannered and within bounds.
A dam was created in Central Otago, New Zealand to harness the power of two respected rivers - the Kawarau and the Clutha.   The rivers' met, two different coloured waters, a sight treasured by locals and admired by visitors. All gone.
Written by
Caroline Spooner  Dunedin
(Dunedin)   
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