The Light in Gloucester
The light in Gloucester continues to awe me.
I saw it on my first visit a few years ago
and it has enraptured me ever since.
It’s not a single color, hue or cast-
more a unique quality of clarity
that allows the colors to show their best.
This magical light allows us to swim in
whatever tone happens to be present
at the moment, as we go about our lives.
It may be the soft pink of a late summer
afternoon at Smith’s Cove, the glow of sunrise
above Thacher Island, the lavender dusk
hugging the tidal river, the deep blue of the
sea and the sky on a crisp winter day or
the breathtaking golden aura of autumn
when the marshes explode.
It is always enchanting, even now; even
home on a winter morning, mystical light
floods my room through the large glass doors that allow
me to look out over this wonderland.