March 17, 2010
Sicily is an old wall, pitted and crumby as stale cake.
Burning with Pompeian colors.
Glowing with graffiti.
Wrinkled as an ancient face.
Yellowed as old newsprint.
Fresh-plastered walls don’t have half the charm.
UNESCO money has poured into Southeast Sicily’s eight World Heritage towns. Let’s hope restorers don’t get too zealous.
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