When days ahead were boundless
Look there, remember
First day, a party by the sea
Champagne and cake and laughter
Bondi blue sea view surf and sparkle then
First day, when those ahead were boundless
No need to count or dread their passing
Time slow running sand inexorable
Moon and turning tide
And so in shots, in photographs
( Reportage you say)
The sunny days recorded, these two smiling,
Or three, squinting in the glare the bright and cloudless
A glass a glint a ruby, rosé, cold white sauvignon
Sunset moonrise, sky suffused
Pink blush, reflected on the shore
The southern cross by night
A thousand snaps, the shutter's click
The day this place this hour
A small hand's trusting reach
A lilt and lift together, jump the waves
Freeze it in a photograph, hold it if you can
A memory of touching, breath and skin
The mischief in his eyes
Look there, remember
When days ahead were boundless
And we laughed into the sun
2nd June 2010, Bondi, for Dan and H and Z, with love
I So want to go there!
ReplyDeleteFrom Dan:
ReplyDeleteI had actually read this on your blog shortly after you left, but guess I never communicated my appreciation to you before now. It's a wonderful piece and captures all that was so magical about your latest, and for me greatest, trip (but not to say last trip, no no no).