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Friday, February 10, 2006

Venezia

Category: Issue 2


Venezia

Striped shirt and bronzed face,
For gondoliers there is no race.
They simply row and lightly float
Upon their lengthy blackened boat.
       
Watching couples
Sitting staring,
Hugging sharing
Kissing caring—
Gondolier
Is happy rowing,
Lovers glowing
Sunset showing.

He that knows
Their secrets whispered—
There he rows,
Hands freshly blistered.

Round the oar goes,
Year by year.
Simply, lightly—
Gondolier.

© Copyright 2005, Jon Berahya
Reprinted with permission from Humdinger Literary
E-zine and Jon Berahya

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  • Rhyme certainly creates its own tension, doesn’t it? - The anticipation to read the next line, to read the word the author has found. It is the gift of the poet to the reader; the gift of pleasure, suprise and satisfaction. I like this!
    Thank you.
    Ingrid

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