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Dockside

Dockside by Anna Ahmed, Young Poets on the Underground ' Sat by the water for hours. Watched nothing but water, how it was spelt out by light; its mass like silk blown in slow-moving wind, or the glitter of fisted diamonds that flickered and kicked as the waves caught the light from the bounce of the sun and I squinted my eyes and saw everyone of those diamonds that tickled and swam, or how the light lay like a curve in a ripple of time, on that wet pool and I thought of a painter jig-sawing brushstrokes of yellow over the salty-sea blue. '

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