Welcoming New Salon Clients

The trombettina

is what remains

all the magic of the fair

that trombettina,

tin blue and green,

playing a girl

walking, barefoot, in the fields.

But in that strained note,

there are clowns in the white and red;

is noisy band of gold,

the carousel with the horses, the organ, the small lanterns.

As in the drip of the eaves,

there is all the terror of the storm,

the beauty of lightning and the rainbow;

damp match of a firefly

that melts on a leaf heath

all the wonder of spring.

Corrado Govoni