It was cold and windy, scarcely the day to take a walk on that long beach.
Everything was withdrawn as far as possible,
indrawn: the tide far out, the ocean shrunken,
seabirds in ones or twos.
The rackety, icy, offshore wind
numbed our faces on one side;
disrupted the formation
of a lone flight of Canada geese;
and blew back the low, inaudible rollers
in upright, steely mist.
The sky was darker than the water...
- Elizabeth Bishop, from "The End of March"
TITLE - "Dusk Rhythm"
WHERE - Sankt Peter-Ording, Germany (2015)