So where is Heaven?
Portsmouth 27th July
Today I am asked where is my ideal of heaven – I talk about beaches – If i can I love being on a beach – the incoming tides waves for complex patterns – each looking the same to the ordinary person – in – out – each is different – each tastes different – pattern acting on pattern as they interfear with each other – complex compositions laid bare to discover.
Beach memory no17
As a child
Of five
Collecting
Coloured stones
On a beach
Strewn
In tidelined
jelly fish
Against cliff
Carved
olistostrome
