there is a certain light in miami.
a languid light.
in the early morning and at dusk.
the colours are delicate.
rosy, blue, white.
a certain dreamlike atmosphere.
like being suspended in time,
in a place by the sea.
at this particular moment the sun was setting.
three cruise ships were slowly drifting
out to sea, the cabin lights twinkling.
a suspended moment.
(echoes of the opening scene in death in venice when the boat arrives)
a kind of timelessness,
as if the world was standing still.