I was flirting with my girlfriend Deep on the village beach As it was becoming Increasingly pointless To flirt on the bus lanes Whilst driving south

I was delayed by a burst water main In my dream about a football match The game was due to kick off in five All the match programmes had been sold The game against town was being televised After gaining entry I stood on the nearside terrace Stanley lost a goal after just three minutes…

A respectable studio financed my first movie It was to be filmed in Cornwall and the Isle of Wight Telling the story of a philosophy professor Who leaves his career to become a fisherman Things that are desired for their own sake Is happiness the only ultimate end Latent inconsistencies of naturalistic ethics Man like…

I am sitting on my terrace Smoking a cigarette The air is much cooler now As its direction has changed I do not normally smoke But sometimes summer tensions Overwhelm my Janice of the Nights

We were visited by the summer maidens They drifted through our rooms at dawn

I am staying on a French farm With the Robert cousins Alpha Cresta and Crumb It is a working holiday In name only As mostly we walk swim and sing In future years We will all remember These gentle summer days with many great affections Joe

I am writing a history of the Thompson Building Which was designed by my father before I was born It is one of New York’s most famous buildings I am working to a very strict deadline As my publisher wants to release my book On the sixtieth anniversary of the presidents visit

I live with my family on a regional station My father is the stationmaster Due to its southern location My town becomes very hot This makes it hard to sleep So I watch the night trains Speed through the station From the window of my room During these long nights I often listen to the…

I found a happy pebble On a scalding summer beach I did not question its emotions

I am not talking about myself As there is nothing very pretty about me My subject is the huge beach near my home I last saw it on a cold winters day And there was nothing remotely beautiful About the course wastelands that greeted me I have just returned from my lovely beach With the…