3 giugno

now Suzanne takes your hand and she leads you to the river
she's wearing rags and feathers from salvation army counters
and the sun goes down like honey on our lady of the harbour
and she shows you where to look, among the garbage and the flowers
there are heroes in the seaweed,
there are children in the morning
they are leaning out for love
they will lean that way forever
while Suzanne holds the mirror

L.Cohen