Cullercoats
CULLERCOATS *
Warm brown sandstone cottage walls
Doors and windows very old
Shelter face from sea-wind squalls:
Inside, tales of sea are told
Toy shops there with spinning windmills
Fisher - women selling show me
Big-clawed crabs and periwinkles:
Willicks and pin hinny? *
Twisting road clings on with ease
To the cliff edge way up high
Salty seaweed on the breeze :
Speaks of rocks and sand and sky
And though just a tiny cove
It has a brand-new shining lifeboat
For those who go to sea to rove:
It tells of men that cannot float
The fish, the salt, the boat, the rock
The storms and wrecks and tiny boats
I love to hear the fish-folk talk :
Their touching magic anecdotes
Notes *
Willicks : Geordie argot for periwinkles.
The pin was needed to pry out the tiny fish from its shell.
Cullercoats is a small fishing village on the east coast of England, near Newcastle.
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