Lines of Beauty

Sea Scrolls

I watch sea scrolls pulse towards my screen.
The wind whips them closer; pinched and zoomed
until crested, they deform.

People gather, urgent to freeze
frame each wave’s motion.
Their increasing updates crowd this stopping place.

Seeking respite from the relentless refresh,
this clear glass is the only filter between me
and these sinuous forms.

I watch them, but insight eludes me from
behind the wheel.
To appreciate their line of beauty takes time.


At the start of the terrible weather currently disrupting much of Aberdeenshire, I found myself stopping to watch the waves of the North Sea. Something in the shape and rhythm of the waves resonated with me, and somehow an attempt at poetry seems to be the best form to try to articulate this.

Amongst the turmoil of the increasingly bad weather, people started arriving in ever greater numbers, iPhones and cameras at the ready. Like many, I am borderline addicted to technology, but that afternoon I was in need of respite from messages, emails and text, so I cast it aside and resisted the desire to try to photograph the impressive waves and just sit and watch them instead.

Something, under the threshold of consciousness (see Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi on creative process for a deconstruction of the creative process) began to twitch: in grand terms, a pre cognition of an insight to come. However, that insight eluded me, until suddenly I realised that what I was watching was Hogarth’s line of beauty in motion. These serpentine forms are the essence of the C and S scrolls that feature in much classical decoration, ultimately derived from natural forms.


The poem – a form I haven’t used for over twenty years – alludes to technology as a distraction from the simple act of watching and thinking. Ironically, then, the first draft of the poem was written on my iPhone, as I had nothing else to hand…



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