peacock

They are truly amazing creatures, especially when you darken them into almost abstraction as here, no wonder Amalia and Emmy were besotted. As I photographed them I remembered the DJ Enright poem which begins:


"The thing that makes a blue umbrella with its tail -
how do you call it?" you ask. Poorly and pale
Comes my answer. For all I can call it is peacock.


The rest of the poem is here.