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As we are so wonderfully done with each other

As we are so wonderfully done with each other
We can walk into our separate sleep
On floors of music where the milkwhite cloak of childhood lies

O my lady, my fairest dear, my sweetest, loveliest one
Your lips have splashed my dull house with the speech of flowers
My hands are hallowed where they touched over your
soft curving.

It is good to be weary from that brilliant work
It is being God to feel your breathing under me

A waterglass on the bureau fills with morning . . .
Don’t let anyone in to wake us.


(Kenneth Patchen)



Welcome to Aphrodisia! I am Giovanni, and this is my garden and villa. You saw the inscription on the gate on the way in, yes? It was on the gate of Epicurus’ garden and matched so well I just had to duplicate it. Now, Epicurus had some interesting things to say, but in this garden our approach to life is quite different. I am not an epicurean, but a sybarite. He taught metaphysics and philosophy, and served water and barley-meal. Here, we discuss poetry and cookery, sex and sensation, and enjoy the most lush and delicious food and drink. And the overlap of all these topics is to be found in its name: Aphrodisia.

Clearly, it is not for everyone. If it is not for you, go in peace, and may you find happiness in your path! If, on the other hand, you would explore the flavors and entertainments that wait in the fragrant shadows of my villa, I bid you welcome.welcome_villa