STERN&SONS or THE SURVIVAL OF THE SPECIES
May I submit winked she
spying at a distance
a tartlet disguised as romance
with a disdainful
look
of disapproval.
A historical novel
pushes the shovel
trying to uproot from the niche
a travelogue sprouting its wits.
A stance makes an advance
whilst a theatre/cinema script
trots on plonk in hand
to win over father&sons.
His Readership
barely gives the scene a grazing
glance.
Thanking the Florence Literary Society for the meet the publishers do at the Library of the British Institute of Florence.