This could almost qualify for Caturday Past A girl in a furry jacket sulking on a bench As Jacques Prévert said in his beautiful words ”Les feuilles mortes se ramassent à la pelle Les souvenirs et les regrets aussi…” Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
Young beauty meditates the Sunday away Sitting on a bench on Southbank shores Impervious to the restless crowd Zen is the sublime art of archery You are the target and the arrow The best way to meet yourself… Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery
The Sunday Messenger resting on a bench When you have no wall for the writing You tattoo your message on your skin At times of uncertain identity The messages may vary Life readings are always mysterious Photo Hugh Ardoin The Londoners Gallery