may, june 2022

Weathercat moon snap of Te Wai Mokoia.

on that shore
of the estuary
in risen sun down
roof and leaf
my shadow dangled
to and drew back
from those waters,
sprat and seaweed
salt smells
so knew myself stood
east, shadow
shortening to my
bare feet, right back
under the toe
or sandal lip by noon,
now this late age
on this shore,
a shadow growing
toward the tide
touching outstretched
on its waters
without feeling,
find myself
stood west, a
face leaning north,
my shadow fading
into the night on
waves, the moon
a revealing
too late of
all things
drifted from
themselves in
the circled field
of its shine,
knowing in this
seeing, how far
all things are
from what
we said
was known
of them,
but not
this, never
this, that they
are shown flawed,
are shown chipped in
barely seenness
how this life in
hardly knownness,
ends to somewhere

Copyright ©2022 Peter Le Baige.  All Rights Reserved

Click on the link above to hear a reading of the poem.  The accompanying music is from Romance No.1 by British-born composer Keith Statham, interpreted here by the Puetas Quartet on their album “…of wine and roses” (Atoll Recordings -ACD 881) featuring 15 pieces by the composer. 

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