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Poetry Corner: Fossil

By Mike Bell

Lying on the sea shore

A piece of sea-worn old sea shore

 

Once mud, alive with ancient bivalves

A productive bed

 

Now a shell cemetery

A jumble of interlocking curves and spirals in banded cross-section

 

Silky smooth sedimentary rock

With the shades of grey of original mud

 

It fits in my palm

The roughly oval shape of an egg that’s been sat upon

Fossil painting Mike Bell


 

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