I have spent many hours trying to think
about the structure of the book I am writing. Getting the structure right,
finding a shape, a form, a narrative thread is one of the exciting parts of
writing a book.
Structures can also change, so this could
be temporary or have a permanent role. It’s too soon to know. Among the
characters who have appeared in the text are two: Diana who runs with the hounds,
her friends are wolves and wild animals; she is Artemis and possibly a wolf
goddess. She has teamed up with Agnese, a Christian martyr, friend of
sheep, perhaps even an ancient sheep goddess, maybe a descendant of Medea.
These two have come to Rome for a massive party (I might tell you more about
that later.) But they have arrived early and so they are travelling around
Rome, in love with life and one another.
They live both in the ancient past but also
in the contemporary world. On this day they are trying to do some sightseeing
in Rome. They visit the temple of Venus in Torre de Argentina and then discover
the buses are all stopped, so they head off on foot. They need to find an open-air hop-on hop-off bus.
Diana wants to see all the wolves of Rome,
Agnese is endlessly enthusiastic about the sheep.
hop on hop off
from the temple of Venus where we made
our witnesses wolverine and ovine
we head across the city but all the buses
there’s a demonstration against the
excesses of the pharmaceutical industry
they have patented yet another formula of
an old potion
claiming originality against the herbalists’
we pass Pantheon and parliament where a
rock band sings its protest against
thousands of years of corruption from the
excesses of Nero Caligula and Domitian
to Mussolini’s megalomania and Berlusconi’s
bunga bunga dissipations
we press on to the architectural wedding
cake with its winged women and wolves
but we are stopped yet again banners across
streets buses emptied of passengers
at last we can catch the bus to Labia
visiting at Agnese’s insistence Costanza