You who queue up for vindication and are sometimes buried
alive, you’re a fearless pioneer unafraid to change at a glance.
But when it’s so scary you can’t see up ahead, go back to the
drawing board, give testimony to the scars in the big country
of the heart, and to complete your comeback —neither
impossible nor easy—save the best for last, that pal-system
by which, in historic encounters, you and your muse are
reunited in a momentum-shifting love story that helps jazz
up the Eternal City, that place by whose light your life—in
dark, cascading shade—has long since been absolved.
(Sometimes it takes a dream, yes, to come out of a