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Winter fog
paling haloes
around the sun.

Scorning
the waves of tourists
the whale’s suckling calf.

None the same shape
yet a backbone of islands
from the mist.

Ship wreak
the rooms filled and un-filled …
a school of whiting.

Cast off …
our cruise ship hoots
fills the harbour.

Tropic isle
the crescent moon
cocoons the light.