The sky cool as a gravestone
On a cluster of slate-grey roofs
Rarely visited by the sun
But laden with memorials
As a memento of the risk of
Living.
The street covered with old moss
Slimy and devious as a water snake.
Two green steps simple and solemn
as those of a gothic altar.
The steps became endless
Each representing an hour.
Sufficient potentials are laid at their foot
As one stands on their certain granite.
Erminia Passannanti
Oxford.
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