………………………………waves of thoughts of waves here,—
here I am looking at waves on the ocean,
………………………………blue ocean that swallows near green ocean,
and I see that there’s a rock
………………………………poking up among the boilers I see
out there. As waves pass the rock,
………………………………the rock splays the waves. Out there,
their shape is changed: there is a hologram,
………………………………the wave-changed shape
of the rock within the wave,
………………………………the wave of rock,
that comes forward and crashes on the beach,
………………………………bubbles forward as foam up the beach.
Then there’s a reflected wave,
………………………………thick with collected sand and rock,
that goes back,
………………………………subsurface, back as undertow.……Back.
…………………Ocean of fields.
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(contains interpolations from Abraham, Ralph, McKenna, Terence and Sheldrake, Rupert; ‘Chapter 5: Light and Vision’ in Chaos, Creativity, and Cosmic Consciousness. Rochester, Vermont: Park Street Press, 1992, 2001)
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Chris Astwood is a Bermudian poet, currently working towards his PhD in Creative and Critical Writing at the University of East Anglia. His poetry has been published in online and print journals including Iota, Other Poetry, The Rialto, and The Caribbean Writer.
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