"Yet truth and falsehood meet in seeming, like
The falling leaf and shadow on the pool’s face."
--Festus
Trip.
“Cuil Cliffs
The wall of Cuil cliff is
crammed with gannets, jammed in
cracks or lodged on ledges,
wedged in wave-lashed caves. Flight,
and their slick vertical
stoop through the arcs and scoops
of deflected seas act
on imaginations
as tongue-tips do on spines—
may such ardent touchings
deluge and delight you.
The debt the gannet owes
to these seas implies each
possesses awareness.
No, they’re sapped and now-swept
as my sea-wolf’s love-cry.”
--Ian Crockatt
Disk.
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