Sea Glass 25/30


A mushroom parts grass
to hear in grey light

on the moor, birds pass.
The tarn is black –

waves curve over
casting darkness at us



A relationship takes on the features of the landscape it resides in. By the pool on the moors, the dark water flat and stretching to the old Victorian estates, it becomes windy and raw, and the fauna’s slow growth becomes loud in it. The limestone pavement is cracked but it is strong and will outlast us. Thin braids of darkness dance on the surface of the pool, but the light is effervescing in the low clouds. There is so much space, so much time embodied here.

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