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  • CROSBY BEACH, MERSEYSIDE, 2030


    For John Plummer


    After lengthy negotiations between

    Sefton Metropolitan Borough Council

    and Another Place Ltd, the cast iron

    statues that comprise the installation,

    ‘Another Place’, will be removed from the beach.

    A third of the statues is completely

    submerged. At a high water a third more

    disappear, and those, nearest what remains

    of the sand dunes, show only their heads.

    The hundred figures, all cast from a mould

    of the naked body of the artist,

    Sir Antony Gormley, will be erected

    along the perimeter of a nearby

    golf course the Council acquired under

    the Global Warming Mitigation Act.

    The barnacles, which adhere to the statues,

    will in time, it is anticipated, drop off.


    A spokesperson for the artist explained

    that the protracted negotiations focussed

    on which direction the statues would face.

    A compromise was reached whereby some would face

    south towards Liverpool’s two cathedrals

    high up at either end of Hope Street;

    some north towards Southport’s hinterland

    and the flooded fields of the Fylde’s coastal plain;

    and some still westwards towards what used to be

    the ambiguous promise of the oceans.


    Before the installation of the art work

    the beach was seldom visited – unsafe

    for swimming, a rudimentary car park

    beside the Coastguard Station, no toilets.

    The occasional dog-walker might note

    the profusion of razor clams, or specks

    of coal, scattered among the seaweed, from seams

    at Point of Ayr on the distant Welsh coast.

    The influx of visitors required

    a tarmacked car park and proper toilets –

    both frequently inundated now.

    The Coastguard Station is on twenty foot piles.


    Crosby Beach is seven miles or so

    from the centre of Liverpool, most of which

    was razed in the May Blitz of ’41.

    Much of the rubble was dumped on the beach,

    cordoned off from the public throughout the war.

    The detritus is so wind-swept and now sea-swept

    that it resembles pebbles spring tides have cast –

    except for the tell-tale clay of a brick,

    a fragment of cut stone.




    Note: ANOTHER PLACE – Sylvia Selzer: https://www.sylviaselzer.com/2014/08/17/another-place/


    7 responses to “CROSBY BEACH, MERSEYSIDE, 2030”


    1. Ashen Venema Avatar

      Fascinating, your story of what happens at a beach over time.
      Ruins turn into pebbles and even the iron men guarding the land lose sight of the sea, while legged creatures are yet able to flee the encroaching tides.

    2. John HUDDART Avatar
      John HUDDART

      A subtle view of apocalypses past, present and future.

    3. Alex Cox Avatar

      A wonderful poem! One feels the author’s deep sadness that Sir Anthony’s naked statues of himself were not allowed to be entirely submerged, and remain unseen for millennia, awaiting discovery by delighted future generations, or mutant barnacles.

      1. Mary Clark Avatar

        Ha ha. They would have wondered about the kind of ceremonies that took place at the site (sight) of these statues. I do feel sorry for the barnacles.

    4. Howard Gardener Avatar
      Howard Gardener

      Crosby Beach, Merseyside, 2030
      When I first read this, I thought, ‘Goodness – is it that long since I went to Crosby? Is it really that bad?’ Then I read the title again. Perhaps you should have waited until April 1st before you published it. An excellent poem, David, and a timely one, given all the climate change headlines currently lapping up against our collective conscience. One small bone to pick though. Out of one hundred figures, surely they could have spared one and placed it atop the Liver building to feed the birds now and again?

      1. David Selzer Avatar

        You’ve given me the idea of a sequel, Howard, set perhaps in 2050 – when the rooftops of the Three Graces are crowded with the figures!

    5. John Plummer Avatar
      John Plummer

      A telling blend of melancholy reflection and hope. Poignantly poised between the city and Southport, with layers of everyone’s history scattered haphazardly across the shorelines. And the slow shadow of the future as the sea reclaims it all. I hope the relocation and presentation of the Gormley statues can capture some of the longer perspectives. A broad hinterland for wildlife, enduring vegetation and for visitors will be needed.

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