Coffee in the Crooked Book ...

I read the first page of The Garden of the Finzi-Cortinis -

The Polish girl made my coffee -

There was spacy ambient music -

I placed my mask upon the table -

There were no knitters here today, or pensive chess players -

I gazed out the window - 

I saw a woman with purple dreadlocks - 

A bravo came in, glowering - 

I remembered the Jewish cemetery in Split -

The pines shadowing the broken monuments -

The cruelty of the sunlight -

Wednesday 2 September 2020

The Crooked Book

Boscombe 

Bournemouth