By Michael Nance

How slowly the waves move

So very slowly

It makes for a great picture

And a seemingly calm reality teeming with life

But I know better.

The salt clogs the body

So that nothing can survive

It stands to reason

It’s the lowest point on earth

Surrounded on all sides by highlands

Of course no cleansing wind can make it there!

It’s a shame. You’d be surprised what an inequality of pressures can do.