DAVID HARKINS POETRY
GRUNE POINT
December.
This morning the sea is a long way out.
Through binoculars you bought in Oxfam for thirty five quid
Count seventy five Barnacle Geese land on the marsh to feed -
Focus now on this woman walking towards you.
Mention Barnacle Geese migrate from Norway
To here (the Solway Firth) each winter.
Brief Encounter is on television this afternoon -
A classic film set in a remote provincial railway station
refreshment room,
where a suburban housewife and a doctor fall madly in love.
Learn how this woman is out "just for some fresh air
because there's nowt on TV."
That Richard and the two boys have gone through to Carlisle
for the football.
So cut the c**p and get stuck in.
Or as Trevor Howard would say, “We have no time at all.”
David Harkins 06 12 03
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