on the little electric bus
i sat next to a fellow with a case
and a bandaged right hand
we talked, immediately got along well
a very interesting guy
with a home in the Albino hills outside of Rome
a boat he loves in Sardegna
i told him we lived ten years on a boat
in Sausalito, on San Francisco bay
he’s doing a concert in San Fran April 24
he’s Antonio Salvatore a world class violinist
always first violinist for Ennio Morricone,
travels the world, many awards to his credit
we talked until my stop ended our chat
i’m sorry i didn’t have a card to give him,
an immediate acquaintance lost in fleeting encounter,
best wishes, Antonio
Thursday, April 01, 2010
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Howdy, Jack. It's just me. Reading again. What an awesome experience. Those "moments" when we meet special people are a treasure. I enjoyed the poem very much.
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