ANOTHER TWILIGHT
Allow the point of the Croccodrillo
its hazy cypress trees in profile
Like a rough sketch for the Isle
of the Dead, as seen from yellow
stucco, his Villa Igea where Lawrence
finished "Sons and Lovers," wild thyme
scenting olive-grove grass, crime
scenery come back to more than once.
Again you're mirrored in lake shadow,
a white sail flaking on its turquoise
wavelets, keep awake by traffic noise
Along the Gardesana...and you know
that this beauty's unbearable as before
even if seen from its opposite shore.

Author: Peter Robinson

ANOTHER TWILIGHT<br />Allow the point of the Croccodrillo<br /> its hazy cypress trees in profile <br />Like a rough sketch for the Isle <br />of the Dead, as seen from yellow <br />stucco, his Villa Igea where Lawrence <br />finished "Sons and Lovers," wild thyme <br />scenting olive-grove grass, crime <br />scenery come back to more than once.<br />Again you're mirrored in lake shadow,<br /> a white sail flaking on its turquoise <br />wavelets, keep awake by traffic noise<br />Along the Gardesana...and you know <br />that this beauty's unbearable as before <br />even if seen from its opposite shore. - Peter Robinson

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