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.
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
ancient vows
our witnesses wolverine and ovine
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’
memories
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
Wolf, Colosseum.
Flying women at dawn, Piazza Venezia
Wolf head, Piazza Venezia
Flying woman on wolf head, Piazza Venezia
Mosaic sheep at Costanza
Statue of Saint Agnese in the Pantheon
Saint Agnese's sheep, next to her in Pantheon
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