From a Dash-7


as if the land itself had revolted
against its own creation,
strata wrung
from peaceful layer,
penetrated by the brutal mounds.
Summer's short and teasing strokes
allow a glimpse of green
in the clefts and lowlands
of the littoral.
Pools of water,
blue as a new-born's eyes
or blinded cataract-white by sand,
stare up at the sun
while frozen fingers from
the inland ice
still keep a hold,
grasping with their tips
at the sea.


Kangerlussuaq - Nuuk
August 2009

Tags: Greenland

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Very nice. Great last five lines.
I enjoyed reading this some lovely phrases and its sounds beautifull when you read it out!
Thank you!

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