Shop windows. Here’s a poem by Kathryn Simmonds (which needs listening to because what she says at the end is different from the written text):
http://www.poetryarchive.org/poem/boys-fish-sho
Something glimpsed, say a pair of binoculars in a charity shop window (thank you for the idea, Paul). Or a pair of binoculars in a fish shop window. Or a pair of kippers in a…
Shop windows.