Image: Skopelos, Greece - photo copyright 2025 by Jon Corelis
you cannot remember white shores of summer and the metallic taste of the sea on your flanks and the air opaque with the dazzle of noon you cannot remember the wine that gleamed like a snake in the sun and the boats nuzzling the hot pier and the emphatic simplicity of their message the urgent peal of the cicada has been quite lost to you and the sleepy eyes of the horizon late in the day and the loneliness of the ocean that justifies everything you cannot remember what the sudden laughter affirmed nor the startled sweetness of the flowers crushed under your loins nor the love from which your body drew its pleasure easily as a child milk from the breast
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