Tuesday, October 05, 2010

Great Regulars: The golfers trailing their bags are

"pulling weapons behind them/Like travellers in their great/Concourse of empire." The poem then turns its attention to the sea and to the seals' heads emerging from below, the description rounded off with another striking comparison--"their faces/Appear above the water,/Surprisingly calm,//Affecting an unconcern/Like a diner looking round/For the wine waiter."

from Charles Bainbridge: The Guardian: Pebble and I by John Fuller

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