June 12, 2012

The Big Lasagna Tour.

When in Rome...

I just woke up and decided to post. The truth is we haven't stopped moving and yesterday we were up at the crack of dawn to make the first tour of invitations.  Mona has not been here in ages and it is my first visit ergo; we are taking in all that is offered.  I say that I do not want to look like a tourist anywhere, and Mona keeps saying; but we are tourists!

The Obelisk in front of the Pantheon!

Liar, I thought, kneeling with the others,
how can He love me and hate what I am?
The dome of St. Peter's shone yellowish
gold, like butter and eggs.
My God, I prayed anyhow,
as if made in the image and likeness of Him.
a handsome priest 
looked at me like a stone;
I looked back, not desiring to go it alone…

~Henri Cole