Return to Relleu (For Sophie) It has taken us two hours to walk back from Maria´s bar, the best paella in the region weighing inside me like a baby. Among these olive groves, these tiers of hills, we might have been climbing up        through Palestine or Ancient Greece.  We come down now in darkness, Orion  and the Pleiades. The church has turned to gold, the oranges are constellations in their trees.  For a moment I believe I can see beech woods,   bluebells, and you there in the window seat waiting, looking outward to a distant sea.  In your lap, The World´s Great Myths. Reading and waiting, although not for me, for someone in another time than this.                        Author: Jane  Draycott Acknowledgements: Jane Draycott is a UK-based poet with a particular interest in sound art and collaborative and digital work. Nominated three times for the Forward Prize for Poetry, her most recent collections Prince Rupert's Drop and The Night Tree (Carcanet/Oxford) are both Poetry Society Recommendations. Previous collections include, from Two Rivers Press, Christina the Astonishing (with Peter Hay and Lesley Saunders) and Tideway, a long sequence of poems about London's working river (with paintings by Peter Hay) written while she was poet-in-residence at the River & Rowing Museum. Jane came to the Almassera on retreat in 2007