Do you have a memory that’s linked to a smell?
Roasting coffee beans, shining dark
ripe cherries on a hot summer day…
my mind is back in a Rome café.
Colourful hustle and bustle, look
as a scent of vanilla wafts my way,
ice-cream vendor swirls iced dolce.
On a bank of the Tiber’s roiling waves
I recall the smell of the sea, the beach,
and amongst cool leafy pollards, English speech.
