Out of Season Sand and stones and the sea Wind and a hazy view Clouds invading the sky Sea defences below Rocks groynes grey promenade Solitary dog-walkers Crash of winter shingle Emptiness you can smell You search for a tissue Turn up your brown collar You appear as closed up As dead shrimps in their shell Green stink of dry seaweed Litter in the old Dingle Whose muddy path threaded Beside a gunged-up stream Broken shopping trolleys A couple of …