Originally published: 1st October 2019
Revised and republished: 24th June 2022
Photo: gR
through a very small circle and without reason I once caught sight of a magnified ship 'standing still' out at sea when it came into focus it merged with the sky that was grey and was smudged by the rain on the lens like the whole world around it not even the dog on the beach barking and spinning in circles while chasing whistles that got lost on the razor blade wind could detract because for those five misty-eyed minutes before my sixpence ran out life was safe and exciting with no real meaning that ship is still out there anchored somewhere inside childhood - out of time out of season and many many miles from land.
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