Alice Kavounas, 21 April 1988
Exhausted from my walk, I chanced on a bench, but eyeing it before I sat – decided to slide
well along the narrow planks to give these nailed words air: ‘A sailor who loved
Richmond Park’. No date inscribed no donor named. Who knows who gave this land-locked sailor leave?
Floating freely now acroos his deer-strewn acres ... Untroubled, riding at anchor in the emerald depths