Shallow waters, heavyweight grasses
The first signs of singular stratification
Small boats, outlandish plans, time
To stand in line for disembarkation
Wednesday 17 December 2014
Tuesday 16 December 2014
Derrynane House
Only the red rust light, behind these calm closed eyes
Only the muffled conversation, and the sounds of soft rolling seas
Only the sweet scent of a flower, that I am unable to define
Other than it has a lemon blossom, and grows wild on the dunes
Monday 15 December 2014
Viewing Point
The immensity of it all, caught in an instant, with our instant camera
We have become more Japanese than the Japanese, who take their pictures standing on the overhanging wall
Yet it is we who are quiet, whilst it is they who make boisterous conversation “ya, ya, ma”, “ya, ya, ma”
Sunday 14 December 2014
Motoring
The winding river winds
Winds away from the bridge
Where the winding water flows
Slow days
Have gone by so slowly
As we try to reach out
Reach out for our destination
Saturday 13 December 2014
Detour
Waterlogged cotton blossom
Bogged down
Off the beaten track
So only a perception
Of your reflection
Is in another’s mid-day sun
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