A Short Passage into Night

The mercurial day disappeared

Crossing the bridge

Into darkness, a season’s

Change marked only

By light, the duckies still

Frolicking in a water-lily pond,

Loropetalum bouyantly waving

Frills, almost a storm.

Turning off the sun was

Unexpected, the usual

Motorway crawl and then

A short passage into night

Across the harbour.

 

 

 

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