The Sanctuary of the Saints (in Palermo)

 

Vestiges of a “just” war
are the absolved hangover
from a Fascist state.

People sympathise with one another
now times are easier,
now war is over.

At least today
the fountains run with water
and the birds sing with grace.

High on Monte Pellegrino
strains of Love Me Tender
emanate from the Sanctuario cafe.
And, in 800 years
they’ll make Elvis a Saint.

 

 

 

Sam Burcher

 

 

 

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