And there will your heart be also

And there will your heart be also

(Misera e stupenda città 2013)

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L’ultima estate in città

Rome was our city, it tolerated and coddled us and I too ended up discovering – despite the sporadic jobs, the weeks of hunger, the dark and humid hotel rooms full of jaundiced and brittle furniture like some obscure sickness of the liver – it was the only place I could have lived. And yet, when I think back on those years, I can’t remember more than a few faces, a few moments. There’s a particular inebriation to Rome that incinerates your memories. More than a city, it is a secret part of you, an animal hidden somewhere inside. And there are no half measures with her, either, it’s either head over heels or time to get going because, above all, the city demands devotion. But, in the end, this is the only tribute that will ever be asked of you […]. If you love her, she will offer herself up to you just the way you want, and you won’t have to do anything but float […]. And for you, then, those summer nights pierced with lights, those vibrant spring mornings, café napkins like women’s skirts blown about by wind, the biting winters and interminable autumns when the city seems powerless and sick, exhausted, swollen with the decapitated leaves you cover with your soundless steps. And for you, then, too the dazzling stairways and rushing fountains, the ruined temples and the now ousted gods’ nocturnal silences until time itself loses all meaning. And this is precisely how, day after day, waiting, you will become a part of her. And this is how you too will begin to feed the city until one sun-filled day, a slight scent of sea in the wind,  you will look up at the sky and realize  there is nothing left to wait for at all.

– Gianfranco Calligarich. L’ultima estate in città. Garzanti, 1973

(translation Misera e stupenda città)

Ovid transformed

Blixa Bargeld & Teho Teardo

May 7, 2013
Circolo degli Artisti

Sickleing

A dark night. Water darker. Early summer, oil film warm. Last lights sickleing northward along the Tyrrhenian coast. A man in black tie sat alone on black sand. Gets up. Walks in.Image

Shelley wall art in Ostiense

Photo by ozmone

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Two poems

Alexander Booth has two new poems at BODY

Light

Rome a labyrinth of guttering lights. Flickering, never quite aflame, but for the remnants coming still and going floating across the cobbled streets, their wisping back and forth from the Castel Sant’Angelo, those flames that would sputter out and stop sometime around the 19th century.

(An awareness of the burnings at best obscure now in autumn’s crisp seams of smoke, glimpsed maybe but to remain unprocessed passing the grim unintentional irony of the bars that belt this once Field of Flowers, that flame against the cold and damp)

The guttering amber light of Rome. Resin-like, seductive it is somnambulist.

Prenoon announcements

– New figures say: Rome for the rich & for criminals
– Parliament rejects measure to have its salaries lowered
– Factory Occupied, Taranto – involuntary vacation for 5,000
– Approx. 90 billion Euros in evaded tax per year
– Student strikes continue, highschools occupied
– One woman killed every two days in “domestic” violence
– What does it matter really whether Renzi or Bersani?
– 15,000 less children born in 2011
– National strike on Thursday (24 hours)
– Gemelli Hospital on strike
– 34% of Italian youth unemployed according to some statistics
– Italy 3rd highest tax rates in Europe after Sweden, Denmark
– 350 million tons of Rome’s trash to be “exported” to other EU countries in 2013
– Black eyes, hash pipes & postcards of the vanished city at the tram terminus below the gauze November sky funereal