Neill knew this wide street -
The gracious town houses -
The winding alleys, the panamas in Snooks -
We'd gazed earlier at the wild sea -
The rising cliffs -
Now we gazed at foxed Penguins, a Picture Post from 1943 -
There were hearty yarns by Percy F Westerman -
Beautiful essays by Llewellyn Powys -
A courtly man in tweed wrote a fastidious cheque -
We ate a bacon sandwich in Beach & Barnicott -
We heard Northern Soul -.
The rain fell on high roofs -
Clouds came in from the sea -
I remembered seeing Colmer's Hill -
The mysterious trees -
The moon caught in their outstretched branches -
Monday 24 February 2020
Bridport
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