This Poem was Submitted By: Lora Silvey On Date: 2010-04-15 22:36:35 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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La Famiglia

              I           Sicily You bring the wine I’ll bring the glass and we shall dance You bring the gentle smile I’ll bring soft tears and we shall embrace You bring the strength I’ll bring the lace and we shall part For the morrow each, to kiss cheeks each, to wrap fish as Hail Marys are said a truce, once born of love will be put to bed                   II                Milan Breath exhaled on a dream feathers frosted fantasies shimmer iced silver moon shards shiver as I slump to quiver in ashen repose blackened rose lays bent, dropping petals in slowing precision’s drift  a cadence set matching hearts last beats tainted Lambrusco, clouds your artist eyes lost in images studying my scarf  splashed and dappled with vibrant colors fractured flashes                   III              Alla fine’                         Our canvas’ morphing vacant no crying, no sacraments no lives without honor in shrouds forbidden love eclipsed

Copyright © April 2010 Lora Silvey

Additional Notes:
author’s notes Italian: La Famiglia = the family Lambrusco = an Italian wine Alla fine’ = in the end


This Poem was Critiqued By: DeniMari Z. On Date: 2010-05-06 13:13:09
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 9.87500
I like how you structured this poem, it enhances the flow and divides the verses nicely. Your pen, has brought a great poem out - a true love poem, Italian style, with many outstanding lines that combine the message with the imagery. Of course when reading this one must hear violin music to add to the pleasure of the post. Really good Lora, and on my list, blessings, Deni


This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2010-05-04 16:14:26
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Lora, I'm half Italian. Mama Mia! My crazy southern family. I like your poem it flows well. It sounds like someone close was Italian [secret love]. They all seem to go and one is left alone. The Italians are pretty emotional,good or bad. They live fuly with robust. I'm personally not robusting as I should! Ciao, Dellena
This Poem was Critiqued By: cheyenne smyth On Date: 2010-04-20 10:29:02
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
Hi Lora, I would say 'WOW' if it weren't so commonplace. I have read other poems from you pen but this one has to be your best, so far. You have written some extrodinary phrases and some I wish I had thought of first. Part 11, Milan, contain images and words that are breath taking. I attempted to pick a favorite but failed miserably as every line is special, not that the others aren't but that strophe is remarkable. Well done. Best wishes, cheyenne
This Poem was Critiqued By: Tony P Spicuglia On Date: 2010-04-16 09:24:11
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
I know Silvey is a fine, ancient Spanish name, but wonder from this piece if your surname was italian. Lora, I do love it when you wax sensual- you do it so well. The mix of romance and culture is captivating. Having been in Sicily and Milan, and other places in Italy, the piece place a special recall to me for the local culture and religious influence. You final stanza and its "forbidden love" left me wanting more. Few may grasp it, but the use of "morphing" towards the "picture" you painted is brilliant. I know selling a romance piece is not the modern appeal, but it appealed to me.
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