Making coffee in the morning, thinking of Vientiane and Saint Cuthbert's otters ...

Each morning I make myself a cafetière of coffee - 

I'll sit in the room of books with its white walls and flowers - 

I'll recall for a moment the fragment of some dream -

Today I read a poem by Cavafy - 

Perhaps I'll go to Vientiane with Richard - we'll drink coffee on the banks of the Mekong - 

In the meantime, Richard sees young foxes in his garden - 

I'll stand on the shore where sea otters warmed Saint Cuthbert's feet - 

Later I'll walk up the Calle Degli Specchieri - I'll hear church bells ringing in crooked towers - 

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Wednesday 24 June 2015

The Old School House

East Stoke

Dorset