The shutters drawn against the afternoon heat
\nWe lie looking up at ancient hewn cypress beams
\nSupporting neat rows of heavy terracotta tiles
\nAnd the chandelier, so fine and clean it gleams<\/p>\n
Our Canadian bedroom’s white plaster ceiling
\nSeems so bland \u2014 utility for utility’s sake \u2014
\nSo dairy drawn pale like hospital broth when
\nThe patient needs smiles and chocolate cake<\/p>\n
The old villa’s walls are pale ochre blocks
\nHewn centuries ago by ancestors of the men
\nWho showed up this morning to restore
\nThe baths at the back to their glory again<\/p>\n
Around us are grape vines and olive groves
\nAnd all down the valley rows of tall cypress
\nThe rooster squares off as we venture for firewood
\nWhen it come to his hens he is never so careless<\/p>\n
If we belong and as humans we do
\nBut as part of the history we only pass through<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
The shutters drawn against the afternoon heat We lie looking up at ancient hewn cypress beams Supporting neat rows of heavy terracotta tiles And the chandelier, so fine and clean it gleams Our Canadian bedroom’s white plaster ceiling Seems so … Continue reading