Pellegrinis Bar (In Memory of Sisto Malaspina)

Pelligrinis Espresso Bar_11 NOV 2018

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Conversations I had 30 years ago croon back at me from the walls.

All Bourke Street preens in its mirrors from the Paperback to the Hill of Content.

A strip of bank notes from a hundred different countries makes light of our cash economy.

Red vinyl stools consider improbable moves across the chequerboard lino.

This I know for a fact: that even severe cases of loneliness are soothed at the democratic bar

and that fumes of the coffee bean illustrate over and over the motions of virtual poetry,

while ― back in the miniscule kitchen ―

sheaves of spaghetti are turned instantly to gold.

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