Where again, time after time, the sun remains.
Intimate moments of the day appear
without warning. One of us plays a banjo.
The timeless icon of the moka pot. Bare-armed
friends who will never forget your name.
Contented scent of summer on a Tuscan night,
the view of the duomo beyond the beyond.
The fig tree grove grower (especially
those figs). Endless embracing hills.
Whatever good is, it remains on the canvas.
And during some future afternoon (maybe
there’s only one) someone in the gallery
saunters past the memory—this is us,
(and what the others left behind) just to stay
here at the table, piccole espresso cups,
flowers, our timeless youth. We give up
everything to halt here, where all that’s good
(stays good).
Bagno a Ripoli (Firenze), 1961. Mimi Gross.
Oil on Canvas. 2021.18 Gallery 362.
Credit: Minneapolis Institute of Art
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