My friend Stephen died in an accident in September 1973 I still miss him but of late I have been aware of his presence once again Something strange is happening as I have found his prayer book in my study Along with a fond letter that he wrote to me six weeks before his death I […]

Of late on the beach at Walmer two large concrete blocks have been exposed During the construction of the winter sea defences These appear to date from the last war although this is not certain As they have been buried for a number of years In Prevencheres in Southern France a large flock of sheep […]

She swims in the sea The summer air has arrived The sea is tender

They swim in the early summer waves But sea is cool as it is early June The desert winds have just arrived And the air is now pleasantly warm

I have four daughters Blue Red Yellow White When the warm winds arrive They swim in the bay And look at the passing ships Seeking their future husbands

Yellow Hut Blue Skies The summer promises much Gulls follow our boats The sea is full

A man walks many miles With his daughter They are collecting shells From each beach they visit Which will be painted And sold to other travellers

Floating in the greenish blue waters of the river I feel saturated in your gaze But you are only interested in my perfumes

I am silently judging your grandmother As we sit here on the terrace That overlooks the sea She has sadly lost her looks But the sea retains its beauty

Two rose petals are hidden in my diary I found them in your bed Beneath your breasts I long to be your lover