This week the wonderful warm weather has inspired a painting and a poem.
I am also busy preparing new work for my show in Holland Park in August, where you can see this piece amongst a lot of new work. Details to follow next week.
High Clouds
in early light across the fields
in the garden of the world
we awake
and high cloud stretches
its web of silver enveloping
the transient moments
as this sanguine summer
stirs on the breeze
tonight the sky again
will turn to thoughts of evening
the sun will decline its grace
to stay and reawaken fears,
clouds that caste our mind will lift
from dark dreaming
once more to the certain sky
where Hyperion dwells
when all the world is light
such mortal intimations
burst like water on the moon
as our horizons stretch
with infinite memory of summers
and moments resurrected
in this room and through this window
the high clouds offer
a quiet redemption born aloft
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