Mona’s maritime diary: 11

31/10/2016, 11:01 hrs. Sunny, 14 degrees Celsius, light Easterly breeze
(4 miles per hour)

The last day of October. The fog is lifting slowly above
the water, chased by the warmth of the sun. The sky,
a painting canvas of light blues and whites. As I walk
towards the edge of the river bank, I see a young woman,
dancer moving into a ballet pose. Is she real? Or is she
a vision, a ghost, a dead seaman’s wife trying to bring
him back to life by calling the seagulls to the rescue?
Enchanting. Graceful as a bird, she becomes a statue,
immobile. Eternal beauty. A siren.

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