Downstream

a Roman tile, you can tell by
the ridge that it was an end-
of-roof tile.’ So far all I’ve
found is a chocolate wrapper,
a plastic water bottle and lots
and lots of stones. But then,
as he’s talking, I suddenly see
a coin-sized piece of pottery
with a pretty blue and white
design, and then fragments of
clay pipes, which I’d thought
were bits of discarded tubing.
The beach is busy now;
everywhere is the sound of