Think this is the title for what I'm going to try and write next. Went for a walk in Dorset, along Stonebarrow and along Charmouth beach. There is nothing quite like a walk on a beach to clear your thoughts or a view across an empty sea and the clear, wide sky to give some perspective. It's how to distill all those walks, on all those beaches into a few lines of rhyme that's the tricky bit.
Vertical cliffs, horizontal tides, thoughts racing in the air, sharp as a gull's cry...
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