Five Roman Forum Poems
Five Roman Forum Poems
One, Getting Lost
The first taxi driver got lost
He knew how to navigate
Using Google
Google knows where the
Roman Forum is
NOT
Where the entrance is
We hailed a second cab
Two, Our Tour Guide’s Foot
Our tour guide was on crutches
Making the tour pace
Deliberate and detailed
She took her time
Old stones are not in a hurry
The path bumpy
Our daughter with an injured foot
Three, Partial Temples
The Basilica of Amelia is
little more than bits
of conglomerate columns
lined into rows
Each a crumbling
fruitcake on a stone plinth
One stone a fruitcake in turtle form
Lining fallen stones that had
once been capitals into rows
Takes me back to the
Standing Stones at Carnac
There is no relationship
Only coincidence of order
Carnac held not a roof but the sky
Five, Locked Door
The Temple of Romulus
remains intact copper doors
Green with age
a modern baked enamel sign
states that “the lock still works”,
meaning to the front doors.
Who has the key?
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