I met Tom Pow in a Stellenbosch vineyard in South Africa back in the late 90s.
Pretty small world really, as he’s from Scotland and I’m English, but was living in Ireland at the time.
I am fascinated by how people’s paths intersect. Everything that they had to go through prior to that point in time for you to meet. And, perhaps more importantly, why?
One of the things I have carried with me since our meeting, was his poem, ‘Loving, Writing’, from his collection ‘Red Letter Day’.
For me, it encapsulates the beauty and purity of love. Whether or not it lasts is beside the point. The point is that you got to feel that way at all.
για τη δέκατη μούσα μου