Chris (growing fruit)


I know it’s just a hose on a wall.

I know this.

It’s true.

But waiting in the shadows I see…

a white crane about to spread its wings.

A poodle with its nose in an ice cream cone.

A pumpjack snuffling in an oilfield.

A Matryoshka doll, nestled in the coiled hose.

The cobbled streets of Amsterdam in the tiles. And a dirty London Underground station. Euston, perhaps, or Bank?

The curve of the shooting circle on a hockey field.

The orange and yellow tones of an autumn woodland…

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