Sunday, January 28, 2007

Lola Koundakjian: After an Italian dinner

Vin Santo -- sweet wine
Made of ripe white grapes..

Dip those biscotti --
finish it off with that double espresso macchiato.

Transport yourself to Florence --
or some tiny Tuscan village such as San Giminiano, where the medieval towers
cast the only shadows THIS side of Sienna.

Think of all the people before you who have admired these paintings at the Uffizi;
Of all the people who have prayed at Santa Croce;
Of all those who hoped one day to see underground portraits hidden since WWII.

Then thank the spirits who transported you there, as part of the continuum called Humanity;
thank your art teachers,
your parents,
your lover,
whomever.

Just be thankful.

1/17/07

Copyright Lola Koundakjian

3 comments:

Corey & Tamar said...

I want to thank you for such a butiful poem.
And I am thankful God that in thsi big city I met you:)

narine karamyan said...

Lola jan,
very delicate, joyful, special piece!
Really lovely - thanks!

Shushan said...

...Dip those biscotti...

...Just be thankful...

Nothing to add. Bravo!