By Jay St John Knight.
The streetsĀ are draped with
Lights like dewy spider webs –
The moon is a pearl.
By Jay St John Knight.
The streetsĀ are draped with
Lights like dewy spider webs –
The moon is a pearl.
By Jay St John Knight.
Still sea’s surface is
A clear mirror of cold sky.
The Cormorant dives.
Distant winter sun
In sky as cold as tempered steel –
Wind dances with frost.