light coming into sky above still black
plane of ridge, shadowed leaf on branch
in foreground, wave sounding in channel
objects up to now forgotten,
certain others became
in drawings which alternate
other, various, parts
silver of sunlight reflected in channel,
sunlit white cloud to the left of point
It seems as if poetry is your first love but I have to say, I really enjoy what you're doing with your photographs.
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