These are poems dealing with the author’s experience of France along with several translations.

This is an extract from THE HOUSE AT MARVAL

With such facilities to hand,
I’d like a statue on our land
and wonder if I could make use
of garden god, one Priapus
(the name came up with some research)
He’d give the birds a place to perch
but neighbours in adjacent housing
might find the whole thing too arousing.
So Janus looking east and west
perhaps would serve the purpose best.
As god of barbican and gate,
he’d guard the plants on our estate
and in his month when trees are bare,
he’d be a solid presence there.