We passed frozen villas under a sky full of stars -
A cruise ship spilled its wanton light upon the dark sea -
Late night diners reeled out of louche eateries -
The Deco was closing its doors -
Warm in the serene kitchen, we sat amongst poets -
Elena described the art of translation -
Ed told me about the M33 -
I drank richly flavoured coffee from a delicate white cup -
Bottled summers were poured into generous glasses -
The cold night was banished for a while -
00.15
Sunday 22 November 2015
Chelsea Road
Southsea
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