When we were fire and young,he dressed in grey suits and read his love poems
to "Genevieve"(all sonnets).He had medals and ribbons from International Poetry Festivals.
One day i asked him"i know you were in the Japanese Changi prison camp.
Why do you not write about those experiences?"He replied-
"the only way i can cope with that experience is to write love poetry"
One day,a woman arrived .She introduced herself as "Genevieve"
She asked me to ask him to stop writing love poems to her.