Archive for February 6, 2012

Under the ice

Now death has come in white, covering all,
food and life, in a coating of plastic
sugar, not living continues, in, under, the ice.

As it must be cold there, where no one is,
the ice in the sea has no feelings for
those ships that have sunk in sight of safe ports.

But while slow frozen water is crushing
the coast, seagulls find a way to find fish
and the sun attempts to melt the cold earth.

I made this picture this afternoon, ice in the harbour

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