Curvier Light – Pat Wilson
Interior lift of the sea,
Mist or a light rain, and silence –
Suppose our breathing is this movement
This mist, our wishes coming back to us,
The rain, some forgiveness of our rashness,
The night, all that is against us –
Land all along one side,
One lamp turned low in the cabin
Two lights to sea and then great Curvier,
Swinging, like a discus
On the arm of its taut brilliant beam,
The whole massed weight of the night!
O'Sullivan, V. (Ed.). (1979). An anthology of twentieth century New Zealand poetry. Wellington: Oxford University Press.