Beyond the weeping willow, through the still mirrored lake. Sailing away gently. Contented. Sailing away.

Sailing Away is a short, visual embryonic poem; The moving image is captured at it's point of origin through the fingers of the writer, where light seeps between the gaps. No journey is the same. Peering from behind hands is where all great stories begin. The words are crafted to give narrative to the colours, lights and shapes as they move and interact across the canvas. This is poetry-in-early-motion where subtleties of flicker and flow are framed with script and given chance to be noticed.