Old Palazzi are Resurrected
Old palaces are resurrected from
Within, although, perhaps, their faces are
Allowed to keep their wrinkled look, like scar
Of age, or sin, and that of Christendom.
The looted goods among the marble walls,
Mosaic glitter made from greed are mixed
With ghosts of opera voices that transfixed
Dead audiences once inside these halls.
..Where are they gone, these notes of yesteryear?
….Where fled the fragrances that women wore?
…….Where floats the smell of Casanova’s sweat?
……..Do all of these completely disappear?
……….Does all that maleness and the stench of whore
…………Evaporate? Only if we forget.
