Poem – Michele Leggott

we are one, we are two

we are everyone (two three

three friends in winter
coming off the evening boat
three bianca roses
and the sine curve of Aphrodite
along the seawall
three flowers walking
on the beach like a movie
they pass through Nunzio’s gate
its lantern begs a little of their
three white roses in winter
lighting the waterfront
drinking up sadness
turning the world around
amphissa the long stems say
elicio and ziph
nothing but fizz in their zero
I am your fan, your white-faced clown
I lose my suffix to you


Michele Leggott

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