Tuesday, November 13, 2012

the light

The light was cartoonish on Lumley beach this evening with the bright faded yellow of the Casino right up against the blue deepening of the sky. Behind a tree the setting sun hid orange and the clouds smudged pink to blue-grey. Behind me a solitary girl walks towards me with a neon pink tank top with OBAMA GIRL on the front. I turn to walk back and see two people jogging down the beach over the rust-coloured clumps of seaweed washed in from who knows where. One head bobbing in the evening waves. a forgotten cotton cloud resting on the mountain. Fishermen silhouettes throw lines from the rocks by the tree where the sun was hiding, now gone. Everywhere a darkening pinkishness.