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Napoli Treats For Friday Nights

Napoli Treats For Friday Nightsby Michael DoyleMouth watering, the aroma fills the airPrepared by two hands that carePiping hot pizza pie and glasses of red wineNever has Friday night been more divineHumble origins in good old ItalyAre fancy enough for … Continue reading

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Autumn Seen Starkly

Autumn Seen Starklyby Michael DoyleOctober 2nd and the days are wearing thinI suppose it is true that Winter is coming againThis, then, is the truth of Autumn seen starklyAs the days grow shorter and are seen darklyPoetry captures violent moments … Continue reading

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