Clouds

That outr� architecture the
clouds! I came out dog tired
my eyes smeared with words
& saw them. I had to laugh.
Nature exceeds me in everything
including folly. That's truth
enough for one day believed wasted.

Beware that breed of men who
harp on qualification.
If I'm qualified to ruin my eyes
why should I? - Look into the
distance often, said the specialist.
I do, at absurd clouds,
at

clouds, clouds! Being half blind must
be like flying above them
westward just behind sunset
oh how beautiful! as the light
fades roseate forever on
their foolish architecture &
I go inside to...
������������������ imagining this.

- Ian Wedde, 1974