Nightingales at Nemi

Nightingales at Nemi
Dark chirps of pebbles echo,
Dove flocks reverse on water,
Silver chips.
Where flushed young bougainvillaea
Thickens to purple,
Dian, the heavy-with-child’s hope and virgin’s,
Walks,
Strews strawberries, oaks, and violets
On a bridal sheet
The almost black lake mirrors, marries
Rich terraces to a gaping crater.