Nuances at Dawn

Natasha may 15 February 2018



Picture the pier stretching into the sea.

The sun rises slowly over the waves.

The waves wash slowly over the rocks.


Behind, in the distance, the Montgo

is being the mountain it always is

when it is really looked at.




Picture the pier creeping into the sea

like a shadow stretched long out and dark.

The rocks cajole the frothy, morning waves.


Behind, distantly, the Montgo

hunches its back to heaven

in a new perception’s behemothic birth.




Picture the pier. The sea whirls purpled

in the undulation of morning light.

The waves begin their madrigals.


Behind, distant, the Montgo, oh! El

Elefante Durmiendo! Join the ending

of the night! Grasp this harmony!