Arrive at the hotel room
switch on Italian TV televisone
a monk appears using his hands a lot;
the warmth of Italy is like a big hug.
He's talking about St Francis of Assisi,
patron saint of animals and Italy,
feast day, October 4.
My fellow traveller,
Sig. Angelo, watches me closely,
watches Italy cast its spell
Believe me, signor,
I've got a lot of baggage to unpack.
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Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)
Reviewed on November 5, 2005
I feel italy calling. Alas I am Catholic. And love it.
But I se the humour here. In Ireland they have wells etc for every Saint.. You show such beauty of Italy. Kinda like A Room With A View.
Your writing is top class.
Ah, haven't we all, Babe?! But, to make a start is the main thing... I remember this one well, Ken, and your Italian collection makes me feel especially warm and sunny. Love the "ordinary" drawn in to the metaphysical and richly classical here, with your usual outstanding and understated senstivity and intuition. You certainly haven't lost your touch, Midas Poet! Not for this Maria, at any rate! :)) Class is when poetry has humility and lack of self-awareness, which this has Arriva-d at. Go well and placidly, Buddy. LOL Kate xx
I have taken pride in writing this novel as so many people have the wrong impression on bikers because they dress in leather clothing which is to protect themselves in case of an accident. The majority of bikers are known Policemen, Firemen, Doctors,
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But I se the humour here. In Ireland they have wells etc for every Saint.. You show such beauty of Italy. Kinda like A Room With A View.
Your writing is top class.
BTW ain't Kate great..