Poem: ‘Landscape with Heavy Industry and Washing Line’
David Wheatley, 19 July 2018
populate me animate sensitively the spirit of dwelling behind the big blue harbour storage tanks
I would have children in animal masks appearing round lampposts and knowing the names of the boats coming in
I desire fishermen come home to sand-floored cottages distant factory boats moored level with the breakwater wall
my life has been a series of sailors’ knots tightened and...