Villa Adriana
GLENN RICHARDS
Take the train to Tiburtina,
Through the mountains,
To Tivoli.
O I would, anyone would,
Anyone would,
Being free.
Cross the bridge
By falling water,
Take an Aperol in the sun.
Ride the bus
Through the winding groves
to the villa of Hadrian.
O I wonder how to live,
How to live with patience.
Thunderstorm comes like clockwork,
Perfume of pines
and ancient dust.
O to touch
The dedication,
Impossible love,
I am nothing.
O I wonder how to live,
How to live with patience.
Day's end comes,
The bus is leaving,
The cats are sleeping,
The villa is dark.
I am full,
So I say thank you,
To Hadrian,
And Mme. Yourcenor.
