Bassano Moon

 

bright as that 
votive candle 
lit after mass
rises above those 
war torn mountains
partaking red wine before
dreaming or crepuscolo 

mere shadow of a man
paralyzed & nightmares
battling memories
scarring my soul
flashbacks & delusion

traditional shot of grappa
upon my grandmother’s 
ancient flowering rose 
aiming for the roots 
pricked my already maimed finger 
bleeding upon sacred soil
blood of an unmartyred saint

 

TERRENCE SYKES
Illustration: Claire Palmer

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