The clouds are making
a day-lighthouse
of the sun
on the Stone Bay cliffs.
Grey shade and white chalk
follow each other
from an improvised score
invented by their crowd.
The sun's only job
is to be there.
The clouds are making
a day-lighthouse
of the sun
on the Stone Bay cliffs.
Grey shade and white chalk
follow each other
from an improvised score
invented by their crowd.
The sun's only job
is to be there.