Warmth

Bliss. To sit out in my backyard, in bright sunshine, reading Enid Starkie’s (1973) biography of Arthur Rimbaud while listening to Gounod’s Faust on a Bluetooth speaker.

My neighbour working on his car. Corvids rushing all over the place. Clouds slowly evaporating. Comings and goings.

Remembering walking along the lungomare in Naples. Stunning sunshine. A statue of Padre Pio on rocks in the sea. A wedding at Egg Castle (Castel dell’Ovo) and a fine lunch in its lee.

None of it makes sense. So… just enjoy. Seek out and experience things for what they are. Enjoy. Take on the mantle of the teenage Rimbaud. It helped sustain me in my own teenage years, just yesterday.

 

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