Anne Stahl. abstract landscape painting

 
 

nalu - part 1: the marina project

part 2: the marina project - fractal
part 3: the marina project - submarina

I am the sea


The ancient moon lover calling!
My tides grow slack and are failing

My whales mate no more nor the seals on my dim north shore,
Nor my serpents in their mailing

I lip the Earth, and her saviour is paling
Her salt to my salt is tasteless and failing

Oh my tides, my rolles and waving flowers
What is your sickness?

What hurts you, my dolphins, my seals
In you slipping quickness?

What oil, what poison lulls
Your wings and webs, my cormorants and gulles?

My fresh winds blow to the Earth
But I cannot hear her...

Stella Gibbons