if only for ten minutes
after the mass feeding of schoolchildren
after the careful inanity of the staff
at low tide
this was the place
for calm, for order of a kind
the relief of walking there
and the smell was acceptable
perhaps even preferable
the objects to be
seen
found
principally (I have it still)
a short fat halfpound brass bolt and nut
virgin, unscrewed
other things less permanent
sodden grey bones
scratched glass, rubbed brick, rusted gatebutts
once a chaffinch eggshell
every conceivable other
but mainly dirty shingle
silt
prairies of malachite slime
though was the important thing
that I met no one else there?
(Ben Jonson)
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