Gema de Malley: The sea alone is so irreverent

By | 1 December 2010

A Ketch, sails like twin flames, reaches
across the bay;
hand painted – repainted –
shades of blue and white
on the thin cloth of my folding fan.

Day does not dwell
and this breeze will not disturb

the sand’s temperament.

Bright waves against rocks; no sooner
are those strange sculptures to a moment cast,

they are taken apart. The sea alone
is so irreverent.
It cannot be fixed.

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