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When the local bar is not busy,
i cornetti are served up heated.

An Unfair Comparison?

Rome’s Il Messaggero (so far as I know)
Is nothing more than an “ordinary paper.”

Every day, it prints all the news that fits
In two sections of sixty some-odd pages.

Except the thing is there’s no shrink-wrap
Of time/life the way we do it in the states.

What paper of ours would consider it news
When a Danish philosopher has a birthday?


A follow up: What’s more iconic: a) the bite, or b) the Munch?

A Little Dab Will Do You

Hardly much more than a drop:
the way it looked before it spread
around the far side of the saucer.

Again Grazia heads to replace it.
“No, not…” Rebecca starts to say,
before putting her at ease in Italian.

Festival Reception Center

With posters that mark each stage of our journey.
With a few thrown in for much further reflection.


Best of the Billboard Charts?


Another Lesson in the Making

Search Google all that U want.
It takes an accomplished hand,
Sometimes, to take the measure
Of a decidedly foreign technology.

Un Buon Compleanno

Since last cold season held us in its bleak grip,
We held my annual party at Cantina de’ Corvi.

Friends Teach Us a New Word

Cena, the Italian word for dinner

Apperitivi, name for the tidbits before

Put the two together, as we learn tonight from friends,
And you have the best of both possible culinary worlds:

Behind Teatro Romano