This Kind Of Sunlight
Out on the East Wall again, for a quick pre-dinner stroll with herself (Lola). Evening sun, as opposed to the brutish midday variety, the kind of sunlight that brings out the best in the honey-grey Victorian granite stonework, the kind that's friendly to walkers, lovers or recumbent readers. The kind of sunlight evoked in the last three lines (below):
Yellow
is what the gorse, in spring, bellows ––
Joseph Mallord William Turner’s breakfasts
on canvas, his Sunrise With Sea Monsters –––
a lemon for invisible ink or a measure of the old
heat, spiked with cloves ––
broad Gothic shafts flooding a darkened lounge-bar
dazzling the flat-screened soccer
to a dull roar ––
what gives to the city’s shut face
gratis, these armfuls of ore
and invites it to stretch, wallow.
from a short sequence, Primaries
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- Canon EOS 5D Mark II
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- f/14.0
- 46mm
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