Near Vonitsa

A Phoenician castle

Dominates the town,

Left behind by new by-pass.

There are many fish farms

But no dolphins as before.

Sitting on a bench

On an island covered in pine,

By the lapping water,

I see wild flowers: deep red poppies,

Purple mallow and yellow corncrake.

I enjoy the warm sun

On the bench by the chapel

And the deep blue peace.