Whitley Bay

May 8 2005

Susannah Pickering

Because he had expected to be dead
we knew he wouldn't be here for today's

pilgrimage. Three generations leading
to St Mary's Lighthouse, Whitley Bay,

this beach. Threads each in their separate ways
woven with this landscape. The East

wind shouting out its 'Happy Birthdays'
for the eighty fifth he didn't see

still shared with European victory
when at the going down of the sun

and in the morning we
remember him and the young

men lying in their tidy graves with
the last post sounding across airwaves.

Susannah Pickering

Susannah Pickering has now lived in Newcastle for seven years in total having been drawn back to the city and its coast in 2004 after 14 years away.

This poem is in many ways born of that returning and the connections between people, time and place. It has a particular resonance with the recent remembrance events.

Susannah's work has been published in anthologies and has appeared poetry magazines including Other Poetry and Mslexia.

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