Janice Windle - (Italian Collection) .... View of Positano from the Bus

The bus swings round a rugged bend. Here’s Positano. Perched under the mountains’ heavy brows, Heaped treasure overflowing from a double bowl - Jewels ranged on terraces, marching down From la chiesa Nuova’s solid Roman dome Past turrets, arches, loggias piled with bougainvillea, Terracotta palaces, villas, - Naples yellow, creamy, gold – Their windows drawn in white. Views unfurling, Sliding, hidden then revealed – a model of a town Created by a master in a mediaeval studio, Drawn on gesso, painted patiently With earths that Positano’s built upon.Janice Windlehttp://www.poemhunter.com/poem/italian-collection-view-of-positano-from-the-bus/