As if
a breath freezes
into veins of ice
A sketch outlined
on the silence
of darkness
From darkness
an opening eye
I
aye
Listening in:
As if
a breath freezes
into veins of ice
A sketch outlined
on the silence
of darkness
From darkness
an opening eye
I
aye
Listening in:
That time of day in December when the last flicker of light gives way to shadow and smothering darkness
The sea a dark mirror, pulling down the sky
Time of the Vanishing ( )
.
Time of retreat
≈≈≈
From the shore at Limekilns, 3rd December 2016, around 16.50.
Now playing: Loren Connors – Blues: The Dark Paintings of Mark Rothko