The magic of March was not really the wild stormy conditions that overtured the first few days of this marvellous month. It's the sudden change that occurs in parks and garden, as Nature seems to rebel against the drabness of winter.
Take Roberto's latest poem with you on your next visit to the beach. You might carry these lines in your head, or perhaps you have them printed from the PDF attached.
Back by popular demand, here is Roberto's verse about the Busker. You can't visit London without seeing him if you travel by train, over or under the capital. He's almost a daily entertainer on the rails, and on platforms, in the huge station foyers, even outside stations, too, almost in all weather.