Night and Day


R699 per m²


‘Crisscrossing midnight grey lines

seams coming apart

in little black eruptions;

shuddering breaths,

a vast beast

dying in agony


The sea gleams phosphorescent silver

lit by a moon in cloudless sky;

a soft dying light

ripples across the water

under blinking evening stars


A warm, wet breeze

leaks little threads of mist

out of hellish cracks;

watery lines of yellow appear

under scudding silver clouds

Choreographed by the breeze

those born of wing meanders,

in vivid relief against the grey,

the aura-like glow of day’


VaL Smit ©