The gates were closed to all others -
I wanted to see the fountain -
I remembered the water in the lichened basin -
I'd heard music in my head -
I saw names written in the water -
The first garden cast a fragrant shadow here -
All was made new -
There were pearls on my tongue -
I wore only beauty and shining air -
24 February 2022
Outside the Italian Gardens
Scarborough
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