Whitstable golf course

From All @ Sea 2014 to buy the book click here  Honeysuckle slidesunder glowering skyperfume high in my senseslike Aphrodite’s smile. Green of the greengolfer’s roll likecardboard cut outs Thrush and swallowbaby blue tit followsclematis hovers over garden fenceto garnish wood note. Far behind the seaslurps shades ofsinew’d blues heralding ice creamlong summer dayson the coastal plainbreathing  you in . 

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