A Thousand Feet Up (Somewhere Over Italy) Poem by james watkin

A Thousand Feet Up (Somewhere Over Italy)



Quelled as twere, its door to door's
Vile tempest, unsurpressed.
With its thoroughfares' and alleys'
Grime-blown noise, unrepressed.

Shaping, broadly, yet a town.
If hard-edged, pain-toughened.
From where this dove, bird of peace
Wing-lays him; unfrightened.

Friday, October 1, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: point of view
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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