Poetry, Week 26: Aldo Giovannitti

My Dear Mó—ther

Allegro ma non troppo (♩ = 115 bpm)

So fráught so fráught is thé relátionshíp with mý dear mó—
—ther.
Yet pást five wéeks apárt her fláws I lóse intó the é—
—ther.
Thus Í, I sénd a cáb to fétch her hére across the rí—
—ver,
and-ánd few dáys or móre we spénd with gréat delíght togé—
—ther.

Adagio (♩ = 75 bpm)

Yet when pást five days hér flaws storm báck’n make me quí—
                                                                                                    —ver,
The same cáb quick I cáll—and ship hér ‘cross the rí—
                                                                                      —ver.

My Dear Mó—ther

Aldo Giovannitti

Aldo Giovannitti writes about shifting perception, moral ambiguity, and transformation. His work has appeared or is forthcoming in Open Journal of Arts & Letters, Bluebird Word, and Abstract Magazine, alongside essays in The Diplomat and South China Morning Post. He is a member of Academy of American Poets and The Poetry Society and divides his time between London and Turin.