Thursday, 6 March 2008

One Day


I'l actually make it to Sweden. Until then I'll make do with the Swedish coffee shop on Great Titchfield Street.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Where the red grapes differ, though it is on the cheese.
Glint of the shard on stainless,
the lunch passes in a lemon squeeze.
and returning to the hardbacked work-a-day,
leaving a sprig on potted mush