By TIM DOOLEY.
HIS subject is the sea and he is subject to the sea there is no subtext his subject is the sea and he reflects the way it varies even as it seems so still it seems so still there is no subtext but it is not still it varies there is movement here that he reflects on and he reflects this as he stares out from the surface as a horizontal line a little below eye-level runs either side of his head a clean draughtsman’s line that separates sea and sky
his mind may be working to empty itself of what he sees to empty itself of what has been seen so he looks at a sea that seems empty the sea he knows is storied that stores what he has seen bodies he could not look at that looked him in the eye companions known unknown and not forgotten in the too-full boat on the lonely sea that is not empty ....the .filled boat that rocked him that left him rocked and left him looking toward us now
Tim Dooley is a tutor for the Poetry School and was Reviews Editor of Poetry London between 2008 and 2017. His most recent collections are The Sound We Make Ourselves (2016) and Weemoed (2017). ‘Boy’ first appeared in the Wretched Strangers anthology published by Boiler House Press in 2018.