A strange looking raft has appeared, floating in Canning Dock. Jean Luc Courcoult, Author, Director and founder of Royal de Luxe shares a poem to explain its experience:
dreams are strange.
They take you by surprise,
and run through your veins, like night trains,
slumbering on the infinity of the tracks
destined to lead somewhere.
The last dream of this Giant we left as a Diver turnedhim into a shipwrecked castaway, lost on a raft.
Liverpool is a storm,
one of those that tears off the sailors’ bodies.
Despite his strengh the sea propelled this Giant far fromhis raft.
Trampled by the waves,
Tossed into the ocean’s torrent
smashing his face against the freighters,
he ended up floating,
far from everything…
He found himself lying on a beach, in New Brighton :
a survivor, a migrant forced to forge a new memory for himself.
Some Liverpudlians found his raft very far away in the Arctic.
And brought it back to Canning Dock
So that he could leave at last…
©Jean-Luc Courcoult, author-Director, founder of Royal de Luxe