”It all started a few years ago when I found faded photographs of my father. Photographs taken a long time ago on a sunny Spanish coast. So I decided to go to Benidorm. This glittering city of skyscrapers by the Mediterranean sea. The town where Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes spent their honeymoon in 1956. So I was on my way to Benidorm. I had the Spanish sun already shining on my face when the pandemic and other things happened in my life …and suddenly I got nowhere. I stayed behind in the corner of my sofa and what started there, eventually became “Notes from Benidorm”. A personal story about longing, need, my father, Sylvia Plath and Benidorm”
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as you were blue
as a one blue sea
and turquoise
by droplets
uou waited
clearly
and beyond doubt
with a slice of lemon
by the pool
in blazing yellow,
tan and light-green fields
under a blue-white sky
and green-black pine trees
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beside a modern house
disturbed
by a large splash of water
created by an unseen figure
who had apparently
just jumped in
from a diving board
in blazing yellow,
tan and light-green fields
under a blue-white sky
and green-black pine trees
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my father
was handed
a gin and tonic by sylvia
in blazing yellow,
tan and light-green fields
under a blue-white sky
and green-black pine trees
and their fingers touched
just for a moment
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Text read by Edith Marie Pasquier
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