I love this poem because I loved writing beautiful words about the sun and it brings back exciting memories of our visit to Canada, Vancouver and Victoria Island, and staying with Decima’s family and getting to know a little about this country.



on victoria island near vancouver

the sun could be canonised as a miracle worker
it hangs mildly in the sky
long and lingering
here on the forty-ninth parallel

its holy hands
turn this sullen inland sea to shimmering silver
if it were a shining mirror
one could say the sea sees itself
and shyly smiles

like the water’s thoughts
tiny fish rise ripple the surface
and quieten again

i stay quiet
allow the useless constant nibbles of my thoughts
to settle into the deep