The Sea Question
The sea asks ‘How is your life now?’
It does so obliquely, changing colour.
It is never the same on any two visits.
It is never the same in any particular
Only in generalities: tide and such matters
Wave height and suction, pebbles that rattle.
It doesn’t presume to wear a white coat
But it questions you like a psychologist
As you walk beside it on its long couch.
~ Elizabeth Smither; from ‘the nature of things: poems from the New Zealand Landscape’
My latest painting: of the Petone foreshore, looking towards Matiu-Somes Island and the Baring Heads of Wellington Harbour. This is the same long couch where the first of my ancestors landed around 150 years ago, to an unknown wild land on the other side of the earth…. And the sea is still asking ‘how is your life now?’