A cool wind caresses the brow at twilight
And beckons you back to childhood
Where a wide-eyed listener
On the cobbled streets of Rome

Admired the Sistine Chapel with Mum
Overheard lively Malayali nuns
Praising homemade idlis and sambar —
The wind ushers in

The aroma of freshly-baked bread
Mouth-watering spaghetti and ravioli
While on the black-and-white RAI TV,
The great Adriano Celentano

And his succulent Claudia Mori
Sing that the spouses of those
Who refuse to work, will not let
Their partners make passionate love

Unlike the young couple, lip-locked
On the leaf-adorned park bench —
The wind ruffles your hair
And you toss at the end

Of the journey
Over your shoulder
A coin
Into the Fontana di Trevi.

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About VijayNair

I retired as Associate Professor, Department of English, Government Victoria College Palakkad, Kerala. I taught English Language and Literature in various colleges for 31 years. My Ph.D. thesis was on the plays of Wole Soyinka. My collections of verse include "The City and the Hermitage" (1988), "Doors Swing Open" (2008), "Eyes" (2010) and "Whispers of Light in Darkness" (2013). My poems have also appeared in the International Anthologies "I am a Poet" (2013), "With Love" (2013), "Synthesis" (2014) "Poetic Symphonies" (2015) and "Heavenly Hymns" (2015).

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