I whisper in wild wind through ship masts,
crane booms, the gentle drift of ship on water,
punctuate the harbour in steel,
curling into currents, the call of gulls.
I am echo,
call of tide, collared in sculpture,
I built in the open, I built to bring together
town and harbour and ocean.
I am architect,
inhabiting the spaces between steel and welding,
between silver railings and muttering ocean,
come to the crow's nest,
the peak of the crossroads,
where sea meets land
Out of the blue - like the first land fish,
gulping foreign air with nothing to drive it but ambition,
a phone call, some-time near the day I was born,
An artist winds the phone's umbilical about his thumb
and accepts the request for art on the quayside.
Becci Louise - a tribute to Sea Music on Poole Quay
Sea Music by Sir Anthony Caro
Architect and fundraiser Tom Roberts
Opened 22.11.91 by Lord Palumbo, Chairman Arts Council England
Conserved 2017 with the support of Heritage Lottery Fund and the Arts Council