An artist waits for the light

A man walks by in bright yellow boots,
an armchair on his head
upside down, like a child
in an ill-fitting helmet.

Kapiti stands out, silhouetted
shark teeth snarled against sunset,
looking hungry.

Almost time.

A few seconds only
when flat, setting light
plays on the escarpment
its evening spectrum;
slopes glow through yellow,
peach, and red, to violet, grey –

then gone.