The Saturday poem: Covehithe

by Blake Morrison



• Hear Blake Morrison read Covehithe

The tides go in and out

But the cliffs are stuck in reverse:

Back across the fields they creep,

to the graves of Covehithe church.

From church to beach

Was once a hike.

Today it’s just a stroll.

Soon it’ll be a stone’s throw.

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