A Poem about a Gondola

Many thanks to my fellow Venetophile and Facebook friend Kevin J. Ryan, who shared this wonderful poem he wrote about a Venetian gondola:

Lapping wavelets sound their knell
The inhaled breath of San Michele
Wending through her cypress trees
Recast into enticing breeze

Here the latest vessel lured
To a mooring post secured
Bobbing black and splintered gold
Flapping tarps uncover cold

Pilotless against the quay
Ambiguous mystery
Engaged to introduce your stay
Or now to guide your bones away

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