Regina Ceoli
From thelighthouse
a woman
stands
on the
brink
crying
singing
shouting out
messages
to a
loved one
in the
prison yard
far
below.
Regina Ceoli.
It is
a fine
November day
on the
Gianicolo.
I wonder
if anyone
can hear?
I wonder
if she
is listening?
Poetry by Peter Humphreys
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Written on 2007-03-07 at 18:55
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