As there is to everything,

There is a fitness to grandad

Fleeing a delighted boy.

Miniscule petlets of alyssum

Compliment overweight orchids.

Condos trump the ancient bay.

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Drums of stone stacked

One by one on top

Of each other, as in a game,

Exist to be brought down

As Shiva mediates between

Hera and Poseidon.

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Thus one is, ironically,

Made whole by fragmentation.

Faith in the species returns

When no one has a clue

As to which cult evolved this flute

Out of someone’s bone.

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An antelope

Rendered here in silhouette

Grazes next to Acteon

While he is worried apart

By his frenzied hounds who dream

They seize a stag and pull him down.

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Mediterranean surges

Well up in the tympanum

Together with the breeze.

Viaducts will fall

Into the trees.

And me, I could murder an ice-cream.

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Selinunte 2020

Selinunte was an ancient Greek city on the south-western coast of Sicily in Italy. Its mighty ruins remain, situated between the valleys of the Cottone and Modione rivers.