Carnzu, Carnzu
Carnzu1After the fireworks
had gone
shining in the night

Carnzu, Carnzu
gem of the river
pristine in the dark
Seventy feet
of gleaming hull
the hieroglyphs
twisting and shining
between the brass
like stained glass

Carnzu, CarnzuCarnzu2
gem of the river
Queen of the Wey
scarce two months old
perhaps more a princess?

Carnzu, Carnzu
the artist's dream
become reality his home, his life
shared with his wife
their inspiration
to a lonely bard
who missed the fireworks
and found a jewel instead

New Inn, Send
8 November 2003

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