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Sep 2018
an aqua silence
balances a reflected peace
a restrained light
while I wait in filtered hush
and the fish refuse to bite

an aqua silence
stills me, re-fills me,
tells me to wait further
to rest longer
and not wonder why
the fish refuse to bite

an aqua silence
quiets me, speaks to me,
seeps deep in me
while I weigh the possibility
that the fish have it right
when they refuse to bite

I sit in aqua peace
and refuse to bite
Fishing from the beach.  Inspired by an untitled painting by Virginia Bruno for Ealing's Art Trail.
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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