Stephen Brian Brady - Into Liverpool

from Formby beach

the ship on the horizon
sails onto the palm of my hand

on the bridge
they feel it tilt slightly
as I reach out
so far as the marker-buoys
and into the river-channel
at the Mersey-Bar.

in this greyist season
acting without reason is....
just ask Gormley's Iron Men

Stephen Brian Brady

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