I should have taken some photos…
Photo ©Mike Peel
Wild is the wide sky streamered in pale cloud
roaring with the wind’s voice,
slow and silent the river
running to the wild wide sea
and the egrets wading in the shallows.
Blue and green sinuosity this October water
dark mirror of the bottomless sky
broidered with celandine and bright weed
textured with rocky shoals and tree carcases.
No bridge of golden stone
precious-arched and metrically scanned,
bowing in its evenly paced minuet
to the city at either hand,
can compare in pure beauty
with such luscious liquid life.