Poem For National Poetry Day.

Chania 2015.

(For Rudi and Hildegund)

Under the

Moon                   in a

Greek                  taverna, part of a

Turkish                house, in a

Venetian             city, with an

Arabic                  name, ruled centuries-long by the

Ottoman              Empire, outside the

Jewish                  synagogue, by the café bombed roofless by

British                   aircraft in the

German               invasion of May 41, we dine, one of us

English                 and one of us

Scottish                with our best friends from

Bavaria,                to dance, drink and laugh in a

Realm                   of human joy and do our bit to repair a

Universe               of damage done by

Nations                 created by man and

Borders                 which are after all invisible from the


© Peter Russell 2015

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