"An idea no longer shrouded in mist, through wave or ether comes to me, like a star from high up in the skies, or a pearl from the bottom of the sea." - Victor Hugo (Les rayons et les ombres)
I'm enjoying these offbeat style poems, Gwilym. A bit Edwin Morganesque.
Gordon, this one stems from the deplorable state of Italy's Adriatic beaches which are covered in winter with broken trees and millions of plastic bottles.
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