“If you ever get close to a human,” sang Björk, “be ready, be ready to get confused. ” (Human Behaviour, Debut, 1993). You may have experienced or instigated a “sorry we’re getting close, please show me the way out” situation before.
[i] Sorry, we’re close. Way out?
It happened to me after a game of “SB, please don’t reject me.” I hid clues in plain sight. Soon enough, I noticed the scramble for a way out. But I kept calm and pointed to the door.
You see, my plan all along was to convert the vanishing points into refined sugar. In the spirit of the game, I first looked longingly at the kiwi fruit panna cotta.
[ii] Kiwi fruit panna cotta
While trying to make up my mind, I ordered an affogato. If you’ve never tried it, I should warn you, the middle section is a double espresso and will keep you awake for exactly 72 hours. (I have already stopped drinking coffee.)
[iii] Affogato, tiramisu and raspberry/cranberry panna cotta
A cranberry with raspberry panna cotta and tiramisu completed the set. My dessert is gluten free but I did not forget you, my biscuit eating friends.
That biscuit did not waffle. Please devour slowly with your eyes. The sugar crystals in the dessert salute your excess.
October 22, AD 79 Tempus matutinus Days before I turn to dust, I embrace heaven in the doorway and thrust my arms wide to touch the frame.
October 23, AD 79 Meridies Rumbles drill; they ring closer still. My part in it, I know not force. I’m poet, philosopher, lector, and scribe. One day they will see that …
October 24, AD 79 Opacare Wide rules I use for rhyme and verse. My mind is adrift… One’s blessings are now cursed. Black days are rumbling: (I am not the first; my ancestors’ chronicles live in rhyme and verse). Heaven intones in one flash burst across the way from Stabiae.
MMXV.VIII.XXIII. Photo credit: “Garden in Pompeii” by Pieter Biesemans. Originally published on August 23, 2015. it was revealed that the eruption took place on October 24, 79, and not in August, as previously believed, so I updated the poem to reflect this information.
Ready? Set > Incensed
Swim oceans of defence
Lord watch my feet
In spinner race
I stretch that charm
then kick this H8
until there’s land
until I am
right where you wait
there taking stock
on Winners’ Block
It’s always a pleasure to enjoy the stillness and reflect. I find that simple things fill my life with wonder.
After yesterday’s bruhaha, this post needs notes. This is a soft, elusive and graceful bump of concrete protruding from a wall. It was mesmerising, and photographing it was a welcome meditation. Until… I looked up and noticed that a small group of tourists had taken seats on the sidewalk across the street to silently cheer me on.