from Roma II

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I looked long and long at my mother’s miniature
The next year,
…………………..the year I lived on the east side
Of the church building that overlooked the Campo dei Fiori.
Her body had entered the oak grove.
By the river of five-sided leaves she had laid it down,
Hummingbird hard at the yellow shells of the sour grass,
Red throat in the light vouchsafed,
……………………………….then quick hum to a marigold.

The poem is always a self-portrait
………………………………………………always, no matter what mask
You take off and put back on.
As this one is, color of cream and a mouthful of air.
Rome is like that, and we are,
…………………………………………taken off and put back on.

Charles Wright. The Other Side of the River. Vintage, 1984

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One CommentLeave a comment

  1. wow,
    color of cream and mouthful of air…
    cute!


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