February 2

comments 9

Venice, again.
I had forgot

the earrings
I bought there

and then lost,
one after

the other,
maybe too

with things,

but never
with feelings.

I remember
them, clear

as the Adriatic,
and it’s raining

there while
it’s raining here,

and just how
many places

has this rain
been? Counting

the same place
more than once,

of course, as
no place

ever stays
the same.


    • I didn’t realize you had an others section, am looking forward to investigating the fellow others, thank you!


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