X. Sicilia In Età Adulta

The Story Torcello told Tomaso

Two brothers with two natures and two destinies.

Simply in childhood, one had scuro (dark) eyes, the other had green.

But In adulthood,
one was the master of plebeian glass, and the other a master of ships.

When the last mast of welded steel was secured to the mighty floating vessel,
Tomaso felt in his bones all the innocence of childhood flee from his body.

No longer would they enjoy together sweet steals on market day.

Toparo had separated him from his brother further than he feared to reach.

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IV. Burano

Whenever the fleeting rush of adventure arose within her, in the nature of the wind
Catalina breezed easterly, southerly, northerly, in pursuit of her temptations.

She had formed an image of Burano from the chitter-chatter of local lips.
Woman sat at spindles, spinning cotton and silk into small flying flowers,
perfectly curled script and the finest lace pillow.
Tapestries with the Punto Burano (the stitch of Burano) were hung in the windows and sold for thousands upon thousands of lire.

Sitting on the edge of Murano’s furthest stretching street, legs dangling above sea-green,
Catalina spied houses a mural of marble painted along the waters ahead.
A mirror image of it’s glass making brother, Burano was held in its eyes across the Lagoon.

An obscure treasure, maybe tales of which were not plentiful enough to reach her nonno in the north.

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