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Death Italian Style<\/strong><\/p>\n In Italy when you die It’s much quicker <\/p>\n <\/p>\n David Subacchi<\/strong> lives in Wrexham, North Wales. \u00a0He was born in Aberystwyth of Italian roots and Cestrian Press has published two collections of his poems. First Cu<\/em>t (2012) and Hiding in Shadow<\/em>s (2014).\u00a0 He is a member of Chester Poets and Liverpool\u2019s Dead Good Poets. Blog: http:\/\/www.writeoutloud.net\/profiles\/davidsubacchi\u00a0\u00a0 <\/a>Twitter@DavidSubacchi<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Death Italian Style In Italy when you die People want to know, And even though it’s obvious Where the funeral will be They must be told when, So notices are pasted On stone walls and pillars With your name in headlines, A picture and all the details, As if you were a […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10313","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10313","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10313"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10313\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10316,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10313\/revisions\/10316"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10313"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10313"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10313"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nPeople want to know,
\nAnd even though it’s obvious
\nWhere the funeral will be
\nThey must be told when,
\nSo notices are pasted
\nOn stone walls and pillars
\nWith your name in headlines,
\nA picture and all the details,
\nAs if you were a singer
\nAppearing at the opera<\/p>\n
\nThan newspapers
\nAnd it costs less,
\nFor a day or two
\nYou are the subject
\nOf conversation,
\nBrief fame for those
\nOtherwise unnoticed,
\nThen after the Requiem
\nAnd the trip to the cemetery,
\nThey stick another on top of you.<\/p>\n