just a Saturday no account bus ride
to keep oiled the well honed skill of passenger
to just the other side of the Vatican sprawl
to the new/old Trionfale Market
home of vegetables and the like
all on the first floor of a new building
where underground is parking
above, space for offices
under control now
gone are the renegades, mud puddles and gypsies
law and order has, if not prevailed,
at least made it’s presence known
saw many stalls
so many,
compared prices
walked till tired
nearby stopped at a lunch place for lunch
food was good
prices were one third - i say a third - of those
in the tourist area
all of it proving, if taken together,
old Roma does survive
if you look
in the corners
Saturday, January 30, 2010
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My brother in law used to live in Rome. I'm going to send him a copy of this poem and see what he thinks.
But me? I love it. I read it twice, the last time very slowly. It is beautiful.
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