One of the absolute best things about Italy is the food! This little Shel Silverstein ditty sums it up perfectly… 🙂
Oh, how I love Italian food.
I eat it all the time,
Not just ’cause how good it tastes
But ’cause how good it rhymes.
Insalata, cremolata, manicotti,
Shrimp francese, Bolognese,
Fried zucchini, rollatini,
Fettuccine, green linguine,
Oops–I think I split my jeani.
(From Shel Silverstein’s Everything On It, published in 2011 by HarperCollins)
I Saw In Louisiana a Live-Oak Growing, by Walt Whitman
I saw in Louisiana a live-oak growing, All alone stood it, and the moss hung down from the branches;
Without any companion it grew there, uttering joyous leaves of dark green,
And its look, rude, unbending, lusty, made me think of myself;
But I wonder’d how it could utter joyous leaves, standing alone there, without its friend, its lover near—for I knew I could not;
And I broke off a twig with a certain number of leaves upon it, and twined around it a little moss,
And brought it away—and I have placed it in sight in my room;
It is not needed to remind me as of my own dear friends,
(For I believe lately I think of little else than of them;)
Yet it remains to me a curious token—it makes me think of manly love;
—For all that, and though the live-oak glistens there in Louisiana, solitary, in a wide flat space,
Uttering joyous leaves all its life, without a friend, a lover, near,
I know very well I could not.
Photo: Live Oak Tree and Spanish Moss – Shadows on the Teche, New Iberia, Louisiana (June 2013)