The ordering of dreams ...

Line by line, I'm remembering Venice - 

I've opened the journal I kept one sultry August - 

I'm reading once again my scrawled observations, my tipsy aperçus - 

There I am, dizzy with grappa, lingering in

the Calle del Paradiso - 

I'm standing in the basilica of Santa Maria Assunta - 

I'm lost in the louche disorder of the Libreria Acqua Alta - 

I'm re-casting each artless word I wrote - 

I left off for far too long the ordering of my dreams - 

16.05

Thursday 13 April 2017

The Old School House 

East Stoke 

Dorset