Remembering My Date with David...
About ten years ago
I told you about
Kate’s kidnapping me
And whisking me off
To Florence
And fulfilling my
Lifelong wish
To meet
Michelangelo’s David.
Kate was abetted
By her David
Along with Peter and Lisl…
Who all joined
In that glorious day.
I remember the surprise.
I remember what we ate.
I remember the cobblestones.
I remember the immersion
Of awe.
I even remember
What I wore.
...
Last month Peter and Lisl
Returned to Florence
With several of their
Friends from Barbados.
They basked in the glory
And meandered further
Around Tuscany
Where they found more awe
In the countryside and its
Traditional offerings
Of food and wine.
Their pictures evoke
Timeless traditions…
Centuries of humans
Who have
Lived here.
Toiled here.
Flourished here.
I can see how
People here
Become
Part of the land.
...
Here’s another June calendar
Because I simply
Couldn’t decide.
I call this one
Becoming Wine…
It’s a cycle thing.
...
If this isn't nice, what is?
~ Kurt Vonnegut, of course
