Tender ghosts in the shining streets ...

The church was just as I remembered it - 

It still rose up into the sky like a great cloak of stone - 

We sat where we'd sat before in the pavement cafe -  

I remembered bright stars above the square, the yellow moon above the garden -

The town was filled with tender ghosts - 

They were of ourselves, bright eyed, walking through the shining streets - 

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Sunday 16 October 2016

Plaza de la Constitucio

Soller

Majorca