On the secret seashore
white like a pigeon
we thirsted at noon;
but the water was brackish.
The Leaf Of The Poplar
It trembled so, the wind set it sailing
it trembled so, how could it not yield to the wind
Interval Of Joy
We were happy all that morning
Ο God how happy.
First the stones the leaves and the flowers shone
and then the sun
In The Sea Caves
In the sea caves
there's a thirst there's a love
there's an ecstasy
all hard like shells
Santorini - The Naked Child
Bend if you can to the dark sea forgetting
the flute's sound on naked feet
that trod your sleep in the other, the sunken life.