Blake Everitt
View from Monks Bay, Bonchurch
Swathes of swan-crowning
white cloudswell folds down in
lightfurnace of fur: cornflower boat
sealed in a rainbow’s shard-moat
as I trace with the seal-scythes
silt-skies of light –
the broken tree mantled with crystals of clay:
sky, sea and shardleaves unending, at play.
Cloud-chalice I watch as the cotton-clay blood
receives daily incense from the tide’s ancient flood.
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