L3 (Day 61): Carrow Bridge

Either there are plenty of fish biting down there today, or else it’s raining.

~

CLP 08/03/2021

L3 (Day 60): On The Quay

It is six p.m. and the day’s light withdraws reluctantly at the ignition of the street lamps. Fish are snapping through the meniscus of the Wensum. They leave soft rippling circles that are eventually smoothed by the thickening dusk.

Another lighter, but cold day.

~

CLP 07/03/2021

Silver

The harsh-sunned pool laid flat still

Mirror to the willows’ feathered limbs

A float-glass plate decorated with green

Fronds and strands held still beneath

No flow, no breath

I lean on the stone parapet

See my silhouette’s sharp outline

I am about to leave this scene

When a metallic flash, a flip, a soft splash

The surface cut from below by a butterfly kiss

Yes, she’s there, but not for long

But she’s there

I smile to myself and wander happily on

~

CLP 10/08/2020