(1959 / )

Second Life

To the Campi Flegrei
By a shadow,

She listened to voices rise
From the darkness,
Then recede.

Sustained them.
When one had finished

Others played.
False proportions
Sung boldly.

Rain on the roof tiles.
O selve, o campi.

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What a relief, James. I've just been reading some stuff where the rhythms don't match the subject. Your sense of rhythm is superb. Looks like a ten from me. Great work. Tom billsborough