saffron yellow egg vermillion verging on pompeian lava red you could

say after seeing pompeii the amorini friezes against a ground of

giallorosso but this is rome the roman colors like flags the blue

most fine most frigid of that rarefied january morning the mild winter

that year almost springing in the first greens and reds and tawnygold

and redyellow yolkbisque and carmine and oldancient imperial walls

oldancient baroque palazzi mansionhovels alternating with

villas lei può dirmi dov'è la via del consolato i'm not italian i'm< an/p>

amurr'kan from inside a sports car and could you tell me sir where

is the swiss airline office tente de me entender professor por favor

commercial airplane pilot attempting to sell fake zenith watches

the best swiss brand and all for 400 dollars he needed to travel

that same night and with that money clear the rest with customs

e per caso the other guy accountant for a cassa di risparmio who didn't

live in rome but nearby and if perchance interessado in watches by

chance a jewelry appraiser and peccato he didn't speak english and too bad

he had no cash on him through the next day in viterbo but could he bring

it to his hotel per carità cerchi di farlo capire a sweet business deal

italian style lei chi parla la lingua la prego mercury god of thieves

winged ankles in the roman afternoon in a rare rarefied softblue evening

façades like flags flapping burgundyred goldenyellow on every corner

a piazza in every piazza a fountain io sono onesta onestissima una

vedova a widow mio povero marito questi cani rossi montano adesso sono

pericolosissimi montano dappertutto da ogni parte here is villa giulia

the etruscan museum and you can go down but presto non ingombrare l'uscita

and it hits your nose the finecool roman air for the lovers

embrace on the sidewalk via delle belle arti and nobody could tell us where to find

the museum of villa giulia while in villa giulia and headingupanddown

garden-lined steps but at the end the antefissa of apollo's temple staring

you in the face with empty sockets gargoyle of a gorgon snake-locks sticking out

its tongue of stone at you between fangs of stone while a warrior rides

the gnawed hump of a sea serpent and elsewhere highlighted gli sposi

golden peace frozen in their nuptial sarcophagu coffinweddingsbed so you recall them

peace and appeasing each other in mutual death in mute death so golden you'll

think of them again heading into the frigid morning friction of cold in your pores and rome

tumbling down from the capitoline hill where the marblefingered capitoline venus

covers her marble groin ogni riproduzione vietata and the exposed brick

walls the ruins with exposed cracks truncated columns peristyles

in pieces blows like bones in the roman forum forsaken by the gods in via

di ripetta la signora andrea olive-skinned and golden oro velino vellum in the

roman tramonto fine-filtered night air aerial air sieved finely

a book or almost una scultura a foldout unfolding da viaggio