
weeks later now
long since returned to humdrum
it still befuddles how
amidst assorted consternations
one apparently manages
a fine night’s sleep
opening the day’s news
i suppose i shouldn’t be surprised
at the persistence of apathy

weeks later now
long since returned to humdrum
it still befuddles how
amidst assorted consternations
one apparently manages
a fine night’s sleep
opening the day’s news
i suppose i shouldn’t be surprised
at the persistence of apathy









back in rome
after that tuscan week
we also needed three
on three successive nights
to say goodbye
fully

on the same afternoon i visit both
one famous for angels and martyrs
like so many marys
i’ve encountered this trip
the other where
finally
she takes the win
or as it’s more officially known
Santa Maria Della Vittoria
st mary of the victory
i’m so pleased
at this protean feminism
i forget
to take a picture



upstairs of michelangelo‘s david
only an unnamed painter
dismissed as mediocre
(described barely by association
with influencers Agnolo Gaddi and Lorenzo Monaco
themselves hardly tik tok stars in this academy)
empathises with the needy, the orphans and widows
depicts st yves advocate of the poor
ignoring the fawning rich on his left
dispensing small rights to the under side

roman legions trudged through borgetto the evening before
camping at lake tresimano where the next June dawn
2241 years ago almost to this day
befogged betwixt the mongrel hordes of Hannibal they were
defeated
cyclists traversing lake‘s circuit criss cross this solo walker
and the lone Kress 1200R robot lawnmower tending its grounds
should they wish sight of the 258 borgetto inhabitants
remaining according to the 2001 census they would be
disappointed
later that day massimo of nearby passignano informs that
borgetto lies at the intersection of umbria and tuscany
occupies the communes tuoro, cortona and castiglione
to which when property taxes are due they are paid
trisected
