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Cromer
the sea is rattling bones today
and the wind holds my ears to ransom
for want of a scarf and a hat
she is walking on the promenade
and wants no part of the play
so I am talking to the man on the pier
with the rods and ask
“what’s your game?“
whiting
and if he’s lucky
bass
Wednesday 3rd April 2013 8:25 pm
Chapel Beach
the narrow stepped couched dunes,
doused in a chiffon mist that lies in wait
for the unwary winged hopper or crawling louse,
offer the way to our saline convention where
I wave at the sea
and count a full seven
before it greets me, reciprocally,
with zealous rips and a curling lip I haven’t seen before
on this blandest of the eastern boards
and it roars with ...
Saturday 18th August 2012 12:05 am
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