Petit Prince

Nicola saw himself
as a great natural-born baobab climber
and so he was

back under his Capitol Hill
- and all those surrounding Latium hills
that he, Don Quixote-like, had challenged
to various wrestling games,
far away from the Land of the Trees-as-Big-as-Churches
(as the Little Prince called them) -
he often thought to the African baobabs
(or so I fancy)
not to mention the soft-footed panthers
that lingered at night
in the dark chambers of his brain
(which he told me about)

Bostwana