Perhaps I'll see them later -
I can picture them, reading their poems -
They'll be wearing their words like cloaks of yellow feathers -
The White Goddess will be enthroned in The Barleymow -
Olive trees will shade the pavements -
The air will be scented with wine -
The poets will be crowned with laurel -
Their golden voices will be heard in everyday rooms -
19.00
Friday 10 October 2015
Albert Road
Southsea
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