Florence, my city of years ago

As Landscape of Giotto

Relived

Of Piero della Francesca or epochs later

As Landscape of Rosai

From the high speed train window of Italo

Arriving

Slowed down by slow motion

To the corner of a street 

Where I lingered years ago

In between doubts and dreams

Often happily saluted by a kind old sculptor who showed me his invisible door

Then there was the area of Pergola where once in a while I passed by

On n.8 Via Laura

Though without noticing that it was once inhabited by Cellini

The Medici Chapel of the Night and Day greeted me 

Rushing

When I was in the taxi

To depart from

The familiar scene of my past years

Lived intensely

Day out

Day in

In a too impressive

Brunelleschi Style of

Landscape

My True Love

Thank you Florence

Mid summer under the August Sun, 2017

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