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 Josette
I think of her yet.
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
What will happen now
no one can really tell
Who knows just when and how
behind us we will leave this hell
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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