Moody and Mammoth

Well, as the geography/topology, rather than the poetry issues in my comment seem to be of paramount importance, I have to admit, I'm more interested in the nature of that anonymous mid-river island than the details of highway planning policy. Perhaps it comprises an integral element of the 'suicide' scenario alluded to in your poem, but really, for someone who doesn't live in the vicinity, I have to admit I'm more interested in what's on the page you've written :>