Thursday, May 29, 2008


A lion's head,
a fountain and some lovely flowers
Against a weathered stuccoed wall.

If I had traveled to Tuscany
I would have told you, dear reader.

Instead, I walked down Bond Street, you see
And there, in one small corner,
It almost looked like Tuscany.

Oh yes, one can be in Brooklyn, but far away all the same.



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