Poems and prose/Gedichten en literair proza By/Van


In Italy again

A secret of state
where the bus will stop
oral history when

Eternity is a moment
The brown stumps of brick
survive their defenders
in a last stand

One notices the self glorious
lettering of popes
and shares the bus
with improvisers

Slowly the mountains appear
horizontally sleeping
like absentee owners

Above the sibylline altars
attack clouds gather

It will happen again