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                sooner;

                occasional sun broke through
                splashed watery light on the road

                on the bridge gazing on the waters
                the flow      caught the eye upwards

                while the music scented of                 mist through the trees

                (grey light and silver hung
                 without movement in

                 folds) until
                raindrops drummed upon our capes;

                and later – jotting

                in the note-book – each blade of grass
                suspending a drop

                (pearls waiting on the
                 clothes-line for the starling’s quickfeet),

                then, when
                my sleeve touched a leaf

                and three drops merged and rolled down
                into the soil down

                through the years, there where
                clouds draw scent from the land, there,

                when a spark of light jabbed
                into my eye

                bright as solid substance cupped
                within a lupin leaf

 

read the collected work of ‘Lapping Reflections [Deep Within Waters]‘ as it is published: here
this is an appliquiary to: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – Rain

 

 

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bridge & leaves & mist & rain & roads & silver & writing wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – Rain
clouds & eyes & grey & passing & sound & sun & time wormhole: The Boats of Vallisneria by Michael J. Redford – The Valley
light wormhole: light of all interaction
music wormhole: c’mon – keep up
trees wormhole: Candaka
water wormhole: boiled spangle with soft centre

 

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