The possibility of hope ...

I savoured another spoonful of dhal soup -

The affable waiters brought out more subtle dishes - 

Cherry poured out a bumper of white - 

My comrades sat at two long tables - 

The small seaside town waited for the changing tide - 

I asked for a second Cobra - 

I remembered the hours spent telling, the pensioners greeted by smiling activists - 

I recalled Richard Drax, shooting his polished cuffs, the curtained windows of mean houses - 

At ten we heard the news we'd longed for - 

The possibility of hope was like wearing a golden crown - 

22.00 

Thursday 8 June 2017

The Masala

Swanage 

Dorset