i’ve cycled the long way home today

past a river of canada geese and

cormorants drying their wings in the sun. i thought

it was only right to stop

for a while to lie in the cool grass, spreading

cheese, apple, oatcakes on a red-checkered towel

that lives in my bag.

picnic for one

  • a poem, written many years ago when we lived in london, uk. found in a journal i pulled off the shelf yesterday
  • photo made with a polaroid sun 600 camera of the thames path near hammersmith. july 2013

4 thoughts on “picnic

  • Reminds me of our checkered blanket picnic for two in Auckland on the beach and the mountain. Lovely to hear your enjoyment and visualise the scene

    • Oh yes, I remember those picnics. They were a lot of fun

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