Stepping out on a July afternoon,
hand up on forehead, squinting in the glare,
flick out the Ray-Bans, eyes become attuned,
descend the steps and stride across the square.
The amber lenses paint a different scene,
Palazzo Bernabei glows warmer hues,
the vines that cling to walls a richer green
bouquets of gift stall sun hats, whites and blues.
These glasses worn to...
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