notes from slovakia

it all
seemed
so important
at the time.

waves sweeping from side
to side
across
that vast
[thermos- flask] blue
ocean.

that
xylophone
on the sand;
with its colours so true that
the wooden
pieces seemed only
able to be a reflection
of the whole.

i read today that ancient mallets were made from
willow wood
and it made me see colours in a
purer light.