ANOTHER TWILIGHTAllow the point of the Croccodrillo its hazy cypress trees in profile Like a rough sketch for the Isle of the Dead, as seen from yellow stucco, his Villa Igea where Lawrence finished Sons and Lovers, wild thyme scenting olive-grove grass, crime scenery come back to more than once.Again you're mirrored in lake shadow, a white sail flaking on its turquoise wavelets, keep awake by traffic noiseAlong the Gardesana...and you know