Without roots and prefiguring
the shaping of ferns
bronze bright in the sun cleft
along a wet fault line
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viewed as if undiscovered by traffic shouting underneath. Growing is not clinging abiding, travelling daylight....sparkling expression. A marvelous poem.
A most deserving tribute to the lowly plant-form, The Ferns.loved it.
The harbour is the shelter and the daylight shows the path of future