You go away to find that fresh experience
To live out dreams and try new ways of being
Convinced the poets had the knack of seeing
Mind opening truths in every difference.
That’s why the places so long-for awaited
Reflect the nooks and crannies of old dreams
Following footsteps long obliterated
Only to discover life reveals new themes.
So while you’re treading Ruskin’s precious stones
And pondering the clever structures of the Doge’s rule
Your eye is snagged by selfie-sticks and phones
And teenagers thinking only of being cool.
But there again, just who am I to boast
When thinking only of soft beds, strong coffee and hot toast.
Venice, 5 March 2015
Riverview Songs 