A glass of native wine to drink.
Opened my eyes and made me think
I saw the future and the past.
The distance between them truly vast
That dark void – the linking chain
Echoed briefly with my name
I saw things I ought not see
But which were clearly naked me
It cleared my sight, I saw her plain
The eternal ‘she’ who has no name
I looked into those deep green eyes
There, to my great surprise, –
Doig. Ealing. 2018