Grey Muse
The nowness of everything
Wednesday, 8 July 2026
Whitby Abbey
The dark stone was lapped by windswept grass -
Soaring arches held up a roof of sky and cloud -
Swifts flew through the high windows -
I glimpsed the timeless blue of the sea -
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Whitby Abbey
July 2026
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