Sunday, 16 July 2017



The poetry flows in the Venice of my mind.
     Bells on backwaters of memory ring
        down the years, down the years.
                  And down the years
                         the tears
                         the tears,
                   that down the years,
         down and down upon the years,
    memories are backwatered on the bells,
canaliculated my Venice mind flows in poetry.


  Inspired by a text from Andrew in Venice

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