Michael Sharp

A Small Dead Place

Michael Sharp

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The beach is deserted.

The men in chemical suits

Have left whatever it is

They've left, and leave.

Inland nothing moves.

An abandoned hide,

The cross-bones of a sign,

A dead fox in the heather.

When gannets rooked,

The black rocks were white

With guano like badgers

In an angry sett of sea.

Michael Sharp

Michael Sharp is Professor of English & Caribbean Studies at the University of Puerto Rico. He was educated in Britain and the United States and has a doctorate from the University of Wisconsin-Madison. Sharp's poetry has been published on both sides of the Atlantic, and he spends his time between San Juan and Glasgow. Most recently, he's had poems published in Gutter (Glasgow) and Crannog Magazine (Limerick).

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