[ Tyrrhenian Sea, 1993. Seascapes, 1994, by Hiroshi Sugimoto]
Nothing suggested fits, stuck as you are on the outside looking in.
The gaze is never held for very long,
given over to drunken colours.
Even then, perhaps only with
cloaked eyes, impatient eyes.
But much always, nothing
is required of you, from you.
No comprehension demanded
from the eternal face of nature.
Such is always craved by the hasty crowd.
Album– No Line on the Horizon.