Scenery 7

White-skirted, helmeted, from this angle
the lighthouse appears to be crowding the
cliff edge, concerned to catch the sun's
first rays rather than with emitting any
of its own. The cliff face is ochre-hued
and plant-free, as if looking for the sun
might be thought redundant. About halfway
up, trailing lines of sedimentation,
which become clearer at this height, a
serpent's head protrudes—the elements
conducive to maritime safety, a
practically seamless fit where ocean
encounters cliff base, but still the risk
of being mythologically harassed.