Blue rain from a clear sky.
Our world a cube of sunlight –
but to the south
the violet admonition of thunder.Alistair Te Ariki Campbell – from Blue Rain
Whoops, how embarrassing – I’d originally attributed this work of concrete poetry found on Wellington Writers’ Walk to Eileen Duggan…thanks, Epitome.
I should also point out that this work is ‘hiding’ under the wharf that’s a kind of porthole to the harbour, about half way between Te Papa and Circa Theatre. You need to go down the metal stairs, and there it is, with its back to the land (and the southerly) facing out on to the harbour and sun.