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From the right of the slipway, and across halfway, and to the bar centre; between the porth and cove, threads of rotten tapestry now disintegrating, thrown on the floor. At their end, they swivel back, a short length which meets a straight edge coming from the north. Between these, under the flattened wigwam, large pebbles, weeds, but mostly disturbed sand. Above, grey at each side the bar’s high waist; and, further still, chaos of browned over rocks, taking hold of all the rising east. Round the south curve from bar into island, ground cover of seaweed tangled stranded layering its bright sun shimmering darkness. ----- UNFRAMED GRAPHICS by Lawrence Upton 42 pages; A5 paperback; colour cover Writers Forum 978 1 84254 277 4 wfuk.org.uk/blog ----