Bright sky, and the instruments
Mean nothing to me, what's rising
Or falling this morning
Is the glittering wave
On which the bold vessel rides.
Green waves, dancing water,
The play of light over
A filling tide: celebrate
Timeless, the shining moment.
My eyes flood with light,
I gulp the air, salt and sunshine.
The whisper in the West
Is something the seagulls know:
They take the soft route inland,
Their wild cassandra-cries
Foretelling this same sea's surface,
Flung in corregations as tall
As the suddenly uncertain trees.
Bright sky: a fool for sufaces
Watch me take to the water,
Wilfully launching
My brigantine heart.
Stella Davis,
Southampton
Our poet-in-residence Polly Clark says: Stella Davies spent the Year of the Artist as Poet in Residence at the Port of Southampton. The resulting poems collected in her book Watershot, explore, celebrate and interpret what she found there. Watershot is avaliable from Wanda Publications, 75 High Street, Wimbourne, Dorset, £5. ISBN 0904939715
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