We’re waiting for the
rain waiting    for the 
fat  washed dock cranes
to run with silver 
oceanic
water
all heaven  upside down 
the river
forms up roads
tidal  running in from suburbs
hurtle   with the full moon and the king
tide 
meet  up   point a finger 
 dirt brown  far out into  sea
 
Glorious, such painting!
ReplyDeleteThank you James, I'm so in love with my space right now. x
DeleteAma no hashidate!
ReplyDeleteI suspect it is close, although I have not seen that with my eyes.
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