By the 20th of June
   the leaves are huge
as if it's late summer...

For how many days can I be silent,
   I wonder?
Without speaking to anyone at all,
   not even on the telephone...

Today the aethtetics
  of communication
is all about the letters -
   litterae -
on the lap top or an i-phone.

It's funny to rhyme "telephone" and "i-phone",
   but this is contemporary life...

And films?

All the films are stupid after all
  and pivot around sensual love...

However, films about saints
  are even worse...

Holiness is inner work
 and cannot be pictured on screen,
maximum on the can-
  vas.

A while ago 
  I started seeing a film
about St. Francis,
  his early years...
The dullest thing...

I'm in the park again
  after the evening mass,
the first time this year -
   after my second covid.

I'm devoid of the Spi-
   rit,
out of con-
  tact,
my soul is covered by heaviness.
  I'm as heavy as led.

In the sky
  there is a vertical line, 
   trace of a jet,
going high.
  It dissolves in the air,
then appears again
  out of nowhere...

repeating the same trick,
  which has become
a paradigme.

What is it?
  Oh, my!

Where is the air control looking!!!
   I don't know.

A truck,
  which waters flowers,
is shuffling to and fro.

It has a narrow vertical tube
   going straight up
and exhaling black fume.

This is my life.

Everyday there is something to shoot.

I need lots of memory cards...
  But my camera is old
and can only use those
  of long ago.

A new camera?
  A good idea.

I should've bought it
  somewhere near.
I cannot go far -
  I don't have a car.

Why do I keep
  recollecting nasty things!
I don't know...

A new camera,
  a new i-phone...

I also want to go
  wherever my works are displayed.

My aspirations exceed my means...

Shall I ever travel again?

22 countries plus 2 more passing by...

But still I want more -
  I'm still alive...

Oh, my!


June 17, 2023