They
were accosted on the gondolas of Venice,
The
honeymooners, and asked, ‘Why must you love, if you please?’
They
hemmed and hawed, made much ado
And
then decided to do as Romans do,
Finally
declaring, ‘Let it suffice, O Rome,
That
we think of each other when we think of home
And if
the home and the heart live together
It
means we have homes everywhere.’
First
published in Altpoetics, 3 February 2014.
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