As we set out on a poetry walk this week, I learned that part of dune management is about allowing movement. There seem to have been times when maintaining stability was seen to be the answer and then recognition that the opposite is needed - a truth which resonates with me on many levels.
I was struck by other contrasts on the coast that evening; the full dark clouds and the clear space beneath them revealing the extent of the wind farm, the sheltering places of the dunes and the openness of the beach. I noticed the subtle change in sound quality, with the dunes absorbing the sounds which ring along the flat of the shore.
There was plenty of inspiration for writing, and for conversation about poetry - its purposes and effects, ways into making poems, and how we can surprise ourselves with our writing.
the beach is an open hand
lined with its history
reflections in its creases
holding sea and sky
it ages and renews
allowing whatever comes
and letting it go
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