Icon: the village

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              Icon: the village

Cycladic shadow

 

set
as to
close upon themselves
the careful fill
of shade
white plastered walls
retrieved cold
intact from
the light.

calloused
shutters ajar
stranding sun
in a momentary
room.
an exile’s
you’d imagine.
little of home
bed hard
against the
night-damp wall
a lull of sweet
smoke the
table boasts an
icon aged
by hand in
a city workshop

sea calm
by distance
a minute’s view
until you drink
the blood-bitter coffee.
difficultly
talk.

drepano/patmos – greece
london – venezia 1985

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3 thoughts on “Icon: the village”

  1. Haha, Marco, yes, back in the old days when I toiled with commas, full stops and rest before deciding to give up altogether with them.

  2. an old one, Peter! some lovely lines. and rare use of punctuation
    my favorite passage is

    bed hard
    against the
    night-damp wall
    a lull of sweet
    smoke

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