Friday, March 5

my street

When I step out from the cavernous darkness of our building, I often feel surprised at how bright and sunny it is. The air sings with the sounds of the city echoing off the stone buildings and sidewalks. Cars give off a knitted rumble as they drive past on the cobblestone street. And there is almost always an accordion playing somewhere, to the left or just half a block to the right.

Today it's the old man with the smiling blue eyes. He sits on his low stool and rocks and nods as the song unfurls it's way into my ears. This alone is Italy for me. This makes everything... Having my life set to sound brings a cinematic quality to it. Intensifies and brings weight to passing moments, gone more swiftly than the notes clinging to the air.

A coin toss a day that goes with a wish. That you'll be here again tomorrow.

7 comments:

  1. I often wish I were there when I read your posts. And your closing here was poignant for me as I just learned yesterday that a friend's wife passed away this week. She was sick, but even then it doesn't sink in -- I took it literally -- I thought they had a year. Thanks.

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  2. I love your description of things. Very poetic. I can imagine myself being there as well.

    Thank you for sharing,

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  3. Wait, I thought that background music was just a Hollywood thing. You mean it's real?

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  4. I love your description of the music "unfurling itself" into your ears.

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  5. I really do live in the wrong bit of Italy.

    My background music is next door neighbour yelling at her husband or Claudio the builder bashing the crap out of a wall.

    Mind you, the owl in the tree accross the road seranades me at night.

    Which is nice.

    In an owly kind of way.

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  6. Ciao Bella


    Aloha from Hawaii my Friend!


    Comfort Spiral

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  7. Just love it ! Maybe i'll explore Italy this spring ! your post makes me want to do that !

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...and you may ask yourself, well...how did I get here?