Long Fronds

Leaf 286 – Reflections

 

Utagawa Hiroshige - Seba from The Sixty-nine Stations of the Kiso Highway (c.1830s) British Museum

I’ve written about this before. I like staring into deep water, especially flowing water. I think I had the river at Grantchester in mind when I wrote this poem, although it could be any number of rivers in which I’ve seen long, ribbon-like fronds of weed trailing in the flow. I find this mesmerizing. The mirror-like surface of the water makes it seem like I’m looking into another world, which in reality it actually is. Another realm that in some senses can seem quite mystical, wondering what it might be like to live in another element. A world in which all frames of reference are utterly different and consequently transformative.

 

 

Long fronds

swaying within

the dark stream.