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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