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Isn't it about time to finetune
the lawn tractor for a trip
to the seven wonders
of the neighborhood? . . .
The days when Oreos sandwich in . . .
The peeling paint on this two-story
hides a medieval mural with cryptograms
awaiting decoding . . .
You're enjoying a beefsteak tomato
from the neighbor's garden
thinking cello lessons
with the retired music teacher
down the block . . . back home
after a stroke . . . Your autofiction
pops up in a snow globe
on a piano in a doilied parlor
where a tabby kneads a dream
between bouts of stripping wax
at the elementary school
while visitors to the cemetery
across the road
place pebbles on the headstones
of little-known castrati . . .
The full catastrophe is on standby . . .
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| Antonio Palmerini |