There’s a full moon over Panarea tonight
Constellations of mast-top lanterns mirror the same starts above
That guided Phoenician sailors, ancient astronomers,
Summer seducers and vacationing dreamers
Tonight music, voices and the ripple of waves float up to my patio
from catamarans and velieri swaying in the sepia sea below
Dattilo, Basiluzzo, pipe-smoking Stromboli and proud, isolated trees
sit like cut-out shado in a motionless diorama
Above a dandruff of fades starts watch over sugar cube villas
climb up from the coast like a tropical candy crèche
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