We Have Always Lived With the Castle

From Christmas Eve till Boxing Day the castle looks on in this way, and I cannot help but feel I am inside a poem. Like everything we live through has some emblematic subtext, a feeling no doubt heightened by my background; visiting this country, and this coastline in particular, does feel like an overdue correction. A way of saying to the people in my line, total strangers to whom I owe my life, here I am against all odds, back in a place, or near a place, you once called home. Which is to say, my thoughts about the castle were never going to be neutral.