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Field Trip Observation Poetry Psychogeography rag-pickings

Impossible Textures of the Sea / Light Fizzles


On the last day of 2017, the impossible textures of the sea

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A full moon emerges

rises, observes

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Constant flux underfoot, new paths

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Sustaining coastal energies, wind, sea spray

changing colours of the tide

 

 

Cloud and sea  – a mirrored

chiaroscuro dissolving

the lip of land

 

 

Grounded exhalation

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silhouettes of breath

etched on the gloaming

A week earlier – 26.12.2017

 

Bookends of light

fizzle into folds of darkness

 

 

Half a silver lozenge, to pluck from the sky

 

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We leave it to the nightwatch(er)

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Taken from a series of short walks around the West Fife coast during the last week of 2017. Putting this together left an initial conundrum. How did I photograph a full looking moon and half moon less than a week apart?  I posted the question on Twitter and thanks to Portals of London (@portalsoflondon), Jennie Murray (@lithgaelark) and MAW Holmes (@MAW_H) for the clarification. Basically I had taken a cycle at 29.5 days and halved it instead of taken a quarter to move from half to full. (new – half – full – half – new).  However, possibly preferred Paul Kenny’s (@jmarmaduke) answer of alchemy.

Now playing: Ketil Bjørnstad, David Darling, Terje Rypdal, Jon Christensen – The Sea II

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Happenstance Observation Poetry Psychogeography rag-pickings

As For the Sea

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As for the sea. The sea is impossible to believe. Only by imagining it can you manage to see its reality

Clarice Lispector

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With one step, a stream is crossed

an eye on the upland hill.

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Nomadic waters falling

gathering, descending,

dreaming of the open sea.

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Imagine:

The sea as a source of comfort

The sea as a site of desire

The sea as a skin of violence

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We can imagine into being

red diamonds. Criss-crossing

but never containing

the sea

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Imagine if the sea was all we had

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As if crawling on surface tension

a skeletal remnant, ghost

of the Great War.

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Now, a living sanctuary – seabirds

come, seabirds go.

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Imagine a sea-skating insect – hatched

from a Miyazaki film.

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Imagine the sea rising to bleed into the sky.

What about us?

Where will we stand

When the ink smudged clouds

Fall into the sea?

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Flotsam & jetsam

Plastic shards

and dead wood.

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Between high tide

and low tide

A little more

short of breath.

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Photographs taken from Carlingnose Point, North Queensferry, Limekilns and Crombie on the Fife Coast.

Now playing: Sandy Denny/Fotheringay – The Sea