In the garden of the Virgins, that is, The garden of the House of the Vestals
(Your sweater draped across your shoulders As the narrow chill of the evening
Began to ribbon the Forum) , you walked With your head down, silent, a little amused,
But silent. Whatever else exists In the daily mystery of service & denial
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Jim this is good. A tender and understanding personal tribute, yet given the time and place wherein it was inspired, it is even more potent. The lines simply flow along and read aloud very well..... Rome did you more favours than we imagined if this is proof..... best wishes from Fay.
Thanks James, I enjoyed reading this, is this where the vestel virgins came from in the song A Whiter Shade Of Pale? , 10 Lynda xx
Good narration there i fount the contemporary touch of human agony and coolness Best Regards, Merry `X`mas, and new year wishes for you and your good family (Vinod)