March Sixteenth Sunrise
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Sunrise from the Fondamente Nove The Fondamente Nove gazes east Across the great lagoon and past the graves Of Brodsky, Pound, Stravinsky, and the beast Of Venice, namely Potter with his waves Of ink that flash and glint like squid Whose brains like those of poets are nocturnal But still embrace the lifting of the lid Of day, the new foundation of eternal Imagination carried from the night Like catches hauled in nets of straining lines Laid out in sepia tones transformed to light Illuminating manuscripts and signs Revealed in Fondamente Nove’s view: Venetian sunrise offered here for you. Potter Poems is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. This is a public episode. If you'd like to discuss this with other subscribers or get access to bonus episodes, visit jopomojo.substack.com/subscribe
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