Where I Live Poem by Sergio Savioli

(Dwelling On It)


I live between birth and death

between the stork and the executioner

my address very kindly refers

to the bird that is the bringer of babies

but my seven windows look out on extinction


Still I fill the window sills with boxes

with fragrant herbs that grow and bloom

I sprinkle their savoury leaves on dishes

while singing of living between doom and womb

my celebratory residing reprise

being verses rhymes and lines

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