This new blog, which will concern itself with poetry, & be highly irregular, kicks off with another recent project. After finishing my versions of Petrarch's sonnets in October 2013, I am now turning my attention to Guido Cavalcanti.
Cavalcanty
Sonnet I
contains additional material
for reading groups & cartons of ashes
so go diminutive autoscopy
fast rewind to the start of the tunnel
beyond departments of psychophysics
& the carbonized traces of tinder
she drove through my hedge & into the lounge
creating this derelict extension
interspersed with irregular sections
rafters & yells trashed plasterboard & stars
runes slashed in human hide & toxic air
made inexplicably invisible
to most members of the neighbourhood watch
she shone among the ex-pats of Rapallo
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