
The sea runs back against itself
With scarcely time for breaking wave
To cannonade a slatey shelf
And thunder under in a cave.
Winter Seascape, John Betjeman

The sea runs back against itself
With scarcely time for breaking wave
To cannonade a slatey shelf
And thunder under in a cave.
Winter Seascape, John Betjeman
Posted February 5, 2008 by MRY in Culture, North Cornwall
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