Wednesday, April 25, 2012

V is for Venice

Today I'd like to walk those damp streets
in a thin cotton dress
as soft as well worn sheets.

I'd take your arm as we crossed
the Rialto and turn the corner
to our hotel

looking up at the bright
flags of clothing hanging
against the gray sky.

And later as we stand in
the Piazza San Marco
with the pigeons swarming

around your arms and head.
I promise to look only at you,
no longer peering

over your shoulder
past the crowd of onlookers
towards the boats in the distance

wondering if I might
catch a glimpse of
somebody that I used to know.


  1. Beautiful! Have you been to Venice? It sounds as though you have. :)

  2. This was lovely--thanks for sharing! :)