Is scone ? he asked -
Logs smouldered in the fireplace -
Through the window, I saw the long icy sweep of the bay -
The lounge was empty -
There were only invisible guests -
I remembered walking in the hotel gardens -
The stone dog with lichen for fur -
The sea at the foot of the cliffs -
The sky full of dark clouds -
The wind against my face -
Wednesday 11 March 2020
Raven Hall
Ravenscar
Yorkshire
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