Sun on water makes a bee-line
for me. From horizon blaze to
amber pools where a cormorant
lifts its wings on the evening air,
it picks me out. Why, I know not,
but it lustres me, icons me,
privileges my being here,
and when I move on, it fol…
Sun on water makes a bee-line
for me: from horizon blaze to
amber rock pools where a cormorant
lifts its wings on the evening air,
it picks me out. Why, I know… https://www.roberthavard.co.uk/blog/lustre/