No. 5 :>)

The hills of Anacapri

The world may hold much higher hills than these
   above Capri, quite modest in their heights,
not looming over close Tyrrhenian seas
   but leaning, taking in the sloping sights
of whitewashed homes on peaceful little lanes
   and veggie gardens in their leafy lines
and shops for cheeses, olives, gathered grains
   for fresh-baked breads, and jars of sun-washed wines;
yes, something more than majesty is here
   amidst the cliffs and stones and tropic plants,
the calls of gulls and goats that soothe the ear
   together with the monastery chants –
it is the spirit, kind and full of mirth,
such happiness on this Campanian earth.

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Written on 2019-01-28 at 19:44

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Tommo tips his hat, even genuflects, to all at Coo & Co. This is beyond a finely wrought sonnet; this is poetry.

"Not looming over close Tyrrhenian seas" sounds like Keats. "Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night." The ease of the metre throughout is unfaltering: "of whitewashed homes on peaceful little lanes."

I love "veggie"! Reminds us we're in the here and now!

Yes. Something more than majesty is here. Lovely. Delightful. My adjectives are shopworn; the poem is as bright and fresh as an Italian springtime.

jim The PoetBay support member heart!
What a pleasing, gentle poem to read. Thank you for giving me a morning-smile.

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
This is so lovely. I love it’s sooth rhythm and beautiful imagery.

You have made me want to be there, delightful.

Love this sonnet, the rhythm and cadence of it.

Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Sounds delightful. Delightful sounds.