Poetry Corner

Winter in a Shutdown Seaside Town

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There is nothing quite so grey
as the wintered backstreets
of a shutdown seaside town
pulled up its sheets
against the day.

There is nothing quite as cold
as yesterday’s fish and chips
laid around sleet-shocked ground,
skittered by seagulls
embittered, emboldened.

There is nothing quite as long
as the patient wait for Spring
and the stuttering restart
of everything.

Harry Gallagher

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