Two Americans Go Into a Store

On their way back to la casa, as usual,
After their required stop at the banca,
Two Americans go into a store, naturally,
To fetch another notebook for writing.

The ones they found last year were great:
No spirals (to snag new Italian clothes),
With really neat, always artful, covers
And just the right spacing to compose.

So, of course, as soon as they entered
The place, our intrepid Americans found
The notebooks had been moved (so they
Thought) or were gone (soon they feared).

By the time the search was over, they’d
Bagged several unintended consequences:
One spiral notebook, an Umbrian cookbook,
And two new faces to greet when they pass.

Signs Keep Proving Harder to Read

Since the folks around here are multilingual
And the sites around here are multigenerational,

There’s never no telling who’s coming or going
And where they might settle down in the process.

Apparently, the bar that closed down on Corso Garibaldi
is replacing (in some new guise) the old one at la stazione,

Which closed last year, when we were still riding the rails
And noticed all the things we passed around in the papers.

Learning Italian Is Tough Enough on an Aging Mind, But This Ancient Latin Inscrption Is For the Birds

Letter-by-letter Google Type leaves enough confusion about each individual word in turn.

Altogether, Mr. Unreliable translates it: “Virgin has created thousands of consecrated martyrs.”

High Steppin’