Eastbourne by Helen Jacobs
1
It is to the island
and the coastlands
that the shifting light
tethers on a fluid line
weaving water and sand
and rock.
The point of going away
is always to come back �
thrice deny, and you
come back
to the shells of your sandheaps,
allow that there could be
an old spirit or two
or simply an old love affair
with the harbour playing you in.
2
Climbing to the houses
you look down to where
It is to the island
and the coastlands
that the shifting light
tethers on a fluid line
weaving water and sand
and rock.
The point of going away
is always to come back �
thrice deny, and you
come back
to the shells of your sandheaps,
allow that there could be
an old spirit or two
or simply an old love affair
with the harbour playing you in.
2
Climbing to the houses
you look down to where
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