The old woman comes along our @3fondamenta@1, Tolentini, every morning around nine, dropping sardines along the way with the cats trailing her, eating the fish. Lucky, these cats. Those in the Campo San Vitale suffer especially when the construction workers are not working on Ponte dell' Accademia. And when it's finished? It is winter, already. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...AN ETERNITY by ARCHIBALD MACLEISH CONTRA MORTEM: THE LEAVES by HAYDEN CARRUTH A PORTRAIT OF MY ROOF by JAMES GALVIN AN EXPLANATION by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: AMI GREEN by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |