on the turn

on the turn


i will go
down to the
beach to
watch the
rain breaking
in dimples on
the water
that green
grey water
running like
the cloud above
yet still as your
gaze upon it
a full tide
on the turn
unfolding out a
ruffle of shell
the lap
of it sunk
down no sooner
than risen
a talking in it
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pleiades and town

pleiades and town
‘It should have been another
small town lit up late
I mistook for the Pleiades’
from ‘Weatherwoman and the Pleiades’ by Sam Hunt

With acknowledgements to the Grey District Council for use of this image

the bard and songster
he pointed out to me
that any little country town
at night and seen afar
might be taken for a
low flung constellation
below the ridge the stars
of it streets apart and hardly
enough to hold a gleam
across one to the other
he said that if we say
such a town of fragile
twinkle is truly of the sky
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