By Sister Marcia Kruse, ASC
Sister Marcia has traveled far and wide, including the places mentioned below. She’s most recently moved to Rome, Italy, to learn Italian. She wrote a poem about her experiences.
Rome is like every place else.
It is like Bolivia
It’s far away from home
People squint when you speak their language
You wear your winter coat inside the house
You mop with a broom and a rag
Crossing the street is perilous
You hang your clothes outside to dry
It’s like China
Un-understandable store signs
Lots of smog
People wear red,