Wintersea
Trompe-l'œil L’Assemblage by Michael Douglas Jones ©2023
Original artwork available at Gallery 322
Once, we worked the wintersea, along the coast of Chesapeake; we learned the rhythm of the days, and kept them through our years.
Eastern horizon quickening, lightening; sea of sun rising, readying, raising the mainsail of morning, as dawn’s winter wind roars like stevedores on the dock of this day. Swaying ship masts of high hill pines creak and caution, as icy hatch hinges slam and shudder, as flags snap and shiver. The crew of crows comes aboard from the valley, cawing commands; all is ready before the mast, this day may get under way. Day breaks cold against my face charting a northwest course; with the western moon over my left shoulder. I turn and face into this fine adventure.
~ Michael Douglas Jones
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