like the romans
local traditions were respected
the nymphs of the river
channeled and directed
to freshen the air of this pleasantly imperial town
I am told no builder could make money
from my seat by the byzantine st margarets
looking at the villas and chalets -
round arched windows
curved pointed moorish gothic
plaster frozen diana or victory
tudor roses and chrysanthemums
crenelated towers of mid victorian asylum chic
and the glossed facades of swiss overcladding
square cut stone
solid as the wool trade -
one sees the mis-match of brass and imagination -
robbed churches
add to the commonplace of the past
it is easy to mistake
the invoice of a mason's mark
for viking whetstone
or natural wear
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