Across from the Colosseum I romanticized the past, Like I could be a part of something. I could align with ruins that remain. I have seen it. And I’ll show them. Although, it was beautiful. Building blocks, today, are shaped; half-directed by life, half-directed… Continue Reading “These ruins for the future”
If I bring new fruit with arms full, would past secede to dawning? If I hide my form in capricious tulle, would you accept the conning? If I bow my head like strangers meet, am I an untried Miss? This trifle I’ll do, but… Continue Reading “The days”
Roman Law is in effect. All foresaw its coming. Where food and drinks are circumspect, the fortitude is numbing. New years come on marked streets. in arrears already. When dull mottos must repeat, Save gelato and spaghetti. Photo in Rome, Italy.
A story was incised And all the faces hewn. Their life was canonized For futures to attune. The looming of the giants Left two paths of wreck. To be more was defiance. To be less were all in check. Photo at Santa Maria Antiqua… Continue Reading “Measuring Line”
The original time has come, to make us one as we always were. From this time, all creation can speak. From one voice, an unending portrait. Merry Christmas! Photo of Santa Maria in Aracoeli, Rome, Italy
When I leave, this will remain. Why I wanted it. Why I needed it. So that what has always been can be. Photo at St Anthony Abbott on the Esquiline in Rome, Italy
Upward. Accepting that no more can be done. The redundancy can be explained. The movement is inherit. Photo of Arch of Titus at the Roman Forum in Italy
It’s a time of good wishes, cheer and hope. It’s my birthday today! And also the Pope’s. Original Version: Gift of a fruitcake or soap-on-a-rope! Today is my birthday, … And also the Pope.” Photos from Oct 19, 2016 General Audience Other photos I took… Continue Reading “Shared Existence”