And I love my own nails too, that shine at the tips
of these musical hands of a poet :
tiny, tough, diaphanous flames
flickering in an eccentric Candlemas,
fingers always alight for the Feast.
When I write
You form a lamp, my finger-nails,
and shine most brightly at the dark tip of my pen!
-- Paolo Buzzi
Saturday, June 19
finger-nails
Posted by rb at 6/19/2004