Petrarch

Petrarch

My versions of Petrarch’s sonnets are available from Reality Street.

1
Voi ch’ascoltate in rime sparse il suono

if you can read the afterglow
of all the friction I connived in
escaping to the fair so very young
& so variously insane

I hope you’ll recognise a few shapes
if only by the state of the trellis
& that pain in the stomach
which is mainly knots in the convention

I don’t blame them for crossing the street
when I come trudging down the contents page
I’d do it myself & head for the coconut shy

but it’s long gone now & the hole hurts –
the most intoxicating music of fairgrounds at night
reduced to diesel & syringes

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