Clogga Strand
9th August 2017
Beyond forests and fields, the short strand met a stone stage, where fishermen throw a hook to the wind and wait.
The lined rocks, fingerprints of timeless sea, topped by bright green seaweed toupees.
In spots of sun, hidden from breeze, I found stories and wonder.
CiaranBurke
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