Now Looking Back
I seem to recall
We once had a thing
About balconies
Okay, maybe
For different reasons
But now though
And with all that
Behind us
From where I am sitting
Sipping local cooled red wine
From this unglazed cup
Like locals do
I note the kites and the cardinals
Are waiting for their breakfasts
While somewhere else entirely
Beyond both the courtyard
And the harbour
The Greek mainland beckons
Yes, it was there
Beyond the haze
In his world filled with words
In a world full of wonder
She once meant
Even more to him than poetry