the Gods rain bounty on this earth
and cypress studded hills fall vertiginous
to the lake
the Villa d’Este
all decorated with brightly coloured flowers
as little boats ply the waters
of this landscape an impossible beauty
she draws a gun and shoots his lover dead
the grass saturated with blood as a libation
seeps into the water in streams of bitter envy
only the fishes saw her grieve
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