Either there are plenty of fish biting down there today, or else it’s raining.
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CLP 08/03/2021
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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.
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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
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CLP 10/08/2020
