Shores of the Mediterranean
Dusk Over the Coast of Malaga A
Guillermo Gomez Gil, 1918
Collection Carmen Thyssen – Bornemisza
I always wanted to love again
on the shores of the Mediterranean
The place where so much of what we know
to its civilizations we owe
In 1965, I went to stay
as an unripe teenager three months in Marseille
Where I met a young lady
with the most beautiful pedigree
I was ever to know
I was blessed to be her beau
Three score and five years more
I am back at this sea I adore
Gazing again at its blue
enamoured of its hue
Feeling its sand between my toes
as I hear the water’s throes
Except, in this spring of 2020
on the beaches there are not many
The waves have no one to play with
the sand is bored to death
No one knows what will happen next
it is not an exaggeration to say we are perplexed
But looking out at the sea
where I have always wanted to be
I sense no deception
I am grateful for its reception
I can die here, without mention.
simply, without pretension.
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