I watched the fishermen unload briny treasure -
Beyond the harbour, wild dazzling waves broke against The Spa -
Visitors lingered by gaudy cockle stalls -
I became aware of the anguish of the crabs
A green crate, filled with still living creatures -
I thought of Dante and the Lobster -
Belaqua -
Those final sentences -
Take into the air your quiet breath -
It's a quick death, God help us all -
It is not -
Thursday 17 September 2020
The harbour
Scarborough
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