City Break (Tim Cresswell)

A blast from the past… aah Lisbon!

Paulo Jorge Vieira

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City Break       

The smart hotel in Lisbon              
we ran to in foreign rain,       
       
child-­free and eager,                     
touching more, together,       
       
duvet discarded, a new              
city outside. Who’d have guessed       
       
the whole shebang was on the verge              
of economic ruin?              
       
What mattered? Me inside you.              
The absence of necessity.       

a poem of Tim Cresswell from the book Soil

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