Chapter one, shoreline
Water, before the wind got up
Low water at six, shot from the end of the groyne.
The same stretch an hour later, with the light off it.
Chapter two, the yard
Everything the tide left behind
Nets stacked against the wall of the ice house.
The winch, repainted every spring for sixty years.
Chapter three, inland
The long road back through the fields
Hedges cut back to the bone for the winter.
The last gate before the road turns to track.