Friday, 18 July 2008

The Blindside

A crack willow leans out sideways
into this hidden stretch of river
on the blindside of an unpeopled ait.

Where the sun gets through, there's
golden light at the bottom of riverside pools.
An obelisk pinpoints the old meridian.

And, each on its own orange buoy, two
young cormorants crouch like crocodiles
as the backwash turns their buoys.

1 comment:

Alan Summers said...

Good moody piece, and subtly haunting.