Goodnight three walls, goodnight painted rafters.
Goodnight dim lamps and midnight laughter.
Goodnight faulty stair on the way to my bed,
goodnight to the pigeons tip-tapping over my head.
goodnight Babò Franco, asleep with a snore.
Goodnight tall tower against the full moon;
goodnight Siena, goodnight room.
4 comments:
E.- We miss you here on Yale, but you will be home soon enough, and then you'll wish you were there :). I read your thoughts from time to time on a blog or two and have to tell you what you must know already --that you're a fabulously gifted writer. I have given up novels for the time being (too short of attention span and too many interruptions) and short writings of such grace and thought as yours take the place beautifully. Keep on writing and get published soon. You're beautiful. -C.
you better have done me proud and kissed all those things good-bye.
That's a beautiful blog post!
simply beautiful and stunning. inspiring me for a saturday. merci.
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