A girl in a red dress bought me an Americano -
I dipped black bread into my soup -
Eccentric china graced a dark sideboard -
I resolved to try the Morrocan vegetable stew the next time I idled here -
Downstairs, a willowy boy re-arranged mossy dinner jackets -
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I spent the afternoon gazing at John Craxton's paintings -
I saw Dorset landscapes bathed in otherwordly light - poets sat under golden trees -
Knowlton Church was like a boat on a glowing sea - a crescent moon illuminated a haunted wood -
Cretan sailors drank with the painter in a dangerous bar -
Elegant dancers linked sinewy arms -
The bright pagan sun of Crete flooded the Victorian galleries -
A beautiful cat eyed a fish in glass bowl -
In the painter's last picture, completed just before his death, two birds fly towards a tree -
I thought I heard their song, felt the air stirred by their swept back wings -
Thursday September 17 2015
ReLoved
Dorset County Museum
John Craxton Exhibition
"A Poetic Eye, John Craxton on Cranbourne Chase and Crete"
Dortchester
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