Thursday 27 February 2014

Monday 17 February 2014

Lessons In Love, Loss And Italian (1)


LESSONS IN LOVE, LOSS AND ITALIAN (1)


So far, I know how to say 'I want to have it' and 'I want to buy it': voglio averlo; voglio comprarlo.

But, there's little I want, and nothing I can buy.

My vocabulary doesn't extend to the language of love, in Italian.

I consider this a good thing.

I'm getting too old.

Thursday 13 February 2014

Mapping The Territory - Elegy (8)


MAPPING THE TERRITORY - ELEGY (8)


'I hate being sedentary.' I said.

The Priestess, she suddenly saw red.

'Well, get up off your arse,' she rudely suggested.

(And, for a moment I found myself somewhat arrested by her unnecessarily aggressive delivery.)

Sunday 9 February 2014

Mapping The Territory - Elegy (7)


MAPPING THE TERRITORY - ELEGY (7)


'I so rue the fact that I feel awful bad when I fight to ensure my own way.

'So desperate to please, I don't often speak out; and, I think what I'd never dare say.'

'And yet, dear child, you come across blunt. You seem to talk candid, albeit a front.'

'A clever facade; I speak fast and loose, but I never disclose that which gives me the blues.

'No.

'Tho' I never tell lies I keep the truth close. I rarely reveal what troubles me most.'

The Priestess massaged her pelvic bone. 'Not sure if it's cysts or a kidney stone,' she moaned.

'But, it's giving me gip, all the same.'

Thursday 6 February 2014

Mapping The Territory - Elegy (6)


MAPPING THE TERRITORY - ELEGY (6)



'Oi.'

I prodded her hard as she lay on her back; grunting and moaning, wrapped up in a sack.

'I hate this fact . . .

'We can only embrace the things we can name. But to call a thing something is never the same as the stuff that we actually feel. (It always sounds smaller, somehow.)'

Sunday 2 February 2014

Mapping The Territory - Elegy (5)


MAPPING THE TERRITORY - ELEGY (5)



'Fools.'

'Come again?'

'I cannot abide fools.'