for Diane
It is the oboe of life.
It is a double reed touched by
a variety of savage mouths.
What is an English horn?
Violins spit spectacular sass.
Who can say what
Vivaldi was thinking.
I don’t know Italian
but I could learn. Bon giorno
you montepulciano showoff.
They locked Pound up
in a tiny cage under
the Leaning Tower.
He wrote poems
but he hated Jews.
Oh Yeah! Language that “almost makes sense” and “words that you don’t hear more than once a month” This is great! I love the sharp turn starting with “they locked Pound in a tiny cage.” Was he mad going into the cage or mad when he came out? There’s someone who should have died young.