Alma Mater Rhodium Ring
Silver lights in a road of binary trails
You won't return for causes of else
Odd strophes of my unflagging gloom
causes escaped from cathodic doom
Adventitious affinity, soul's transfer dim
Your call of the winds insights' stream
Swaying all souls, even, never-entreats
braced on an engraved rhodium ring
I was planning to give you. A poet's toll
made of the rarest precious metal, a soul
of nobles, as Byzantine old were saying
this ring carries a knight's soul a-swaying
I had to offer, also, of an old book, proof
of heredity, other worlds', amulet of aloof
ancestral, trusted to me, a token of nobility
causes of worth to inherit, my past's ability
I had of my Alma Mater acquired degrees
Since it was my life's most expanded thrills
An honor of people that work and succeed
Indomitable honoring of Institution's esteem
Silver lights still in a road of binary trails
You won't return by train for causes of else
Odd strophes, my unflagging passed gloom
causes escaped from a lost exceeded doom.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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