Behind us, the dark reef of the hotel -
Plane trees shaded the path -
The fountains were stilled -
This was the heart of my city of memory and dream -
I'd stretched out here on the summer grass -
I'd held a book open in my hand -
Looked up, between shining leaves, at a flawless sky -
Now I walked with my daughter and grandson past serene facades -
I knew each door, each gracious window -
Following us, invisible and slender, my younger self -
Close to me, almost touching, murmuring in my ear, still beautiful -
Russell Square
London
August 2025