I looked and saw a sea
roofed over with rainbows,
In the midst of each
two lovers met and departed;
Then the sky was full of faces
with gold glories behind them.
“The moment I find it – or it offers itself to me – that’s when I know I’ve been in transition for a while. Maybe the process (which is self-identification, or more importantly for me, self-reinvention) is even over by the time it’s found a way of expressing itself.”
M. John Harrison