THE POET BY DAY

Daily Archives: April 8, 2016

that other time and other place are history – and so too the gentleman of the bocce court i am seven, this is part of my world the men play bocce of an afternoon while the women sip vin santo and savor the nutty taste of a biscotto before a nap, then time to start dinner, set the table my friend’s grandfather, Pop-Pop, the yellow man, i think of him, jaundiced skin, yellow teeth, fingers… Read More