The old woman comes along our @3fondamenta@1, Tolentini, every morning around nine, dropping sardines along the way with the cats trailing her, eating the fish. Lucky, these cats. Those in the Campo San Vitale suffer especially when the construction workers are not working on Ponte dell' Accademia. And when it's finished? It is winter, already. Used with the permission of Copper Canyon Press, P.O. Box 271, Port Townsend, WA 98368-0271, www.cc.press.org | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CAPPER KAPLINSKI AT THE NORTH SIDE CUE CLUB by HAYDEN CARRUTH A SUMMER'S GARDEN by ROBERT FROST A MID-DAY DREAMER by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON YOUNG LINCOLN by EDWIN MARKHAM SONG FOR THE FIRST OF THE MONTH by DOROTHY PARKER |