The Poetry Corner

Prospectus

By Paul Cameron Brown

In salt flats, idle pools bunching off the ocean, multi-legged crabs, worsted stalks - sea crimson weed weigh the panoply to heighten my deepening fervour. In the bedrock shanks of spread tidal basins clothed in spools of enveloping brackish water, a plethora teeming with aqua towns and untold gadgetry exists - replete with mimicry including primeval flotilla tanks and broadsheets for spreading their way of life.