Spring Tide at the Basilica

Photographer  –  Anne Carroll

Over the portal stand the four gilt horses, Gilt hoof in air, and wide distended nostril, Fiery, untamed, as in the days of Nero. Skyward, a cloud of domes and spires and crosses; Earthward, black shadows flung from jutting stonework. High over all the slender Campanile Quivers, and seems a falling shaft of silver.

Thomas Bailey Aldrich
The elevated walking platforms had been placed throughout the Piazza San Marco. We checked the evening tide charts and then took a vaporetto ride to experience the magic of the Basilica reflected in the flood waters.