We find John Short surveying the splendour of Catalonia in today's poem.
Elevation Barcelona Your new home’s an elevation: a remote edge of city before hills that stretch away to wilderness as locals compare song birds warbling from tiny metal cages and sun sends shadows over stone. Roaming through narrow streets we cross a park where people cram a marquee, applaud dancers and spill outside with champagne. We sample tapas somewhere in a buzz of bars and restaurants,
