Freshwater Bay, 2006
A poem - "Calling me in, calling me out."
![[Freshwater Bay and Stag Rock, Isle of Wight, England]](https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!Nu20!,f_auto,q_auto:good,fl_progressive:steep/https%3A%2F%2Fsubstack-post-media.s3.amazonaws.com%2Fpublic%2Fimages%2Fed0ca18e-e800-4e92-b83f-ed8ed034c8d6_1024x758.jpeg "[Freshwater Bay and Stag Rock, Isle of Wight, England]")
I remember that rust-pocked scythe
Of coastline with its concrete breakwater,
Its moldy changing stalls, its beer-stale bar.
But most of all the thud and thunder of the beach,
An insane swimming site: each stone
The size of a fist and every wave
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