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A Woman’s Prayer by Yehuda Karni
28 Wednesday Apr 2021
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27 Saturday Feb 2021
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So show your son a sunset
before they’re all gone
advised an old Lefty
exhibiting the usual paranoia
of the Left
that has now spilled over
on ecologists
and others of their ilk
always ranting about the ozone hole
and cancer and smoking
and the population of the world
doubling again
by the year two thousand twenty
and about how the earth
is coming to a sudden bad end
Whereas we all know the media and
the oil combines and
the tobacco companies and
the industry scientists and
the industrial perplex in general
are all telling us the whole bull
and nothing but the bull
So no need to worry
No problem”
as they say downtown
Even if those clouds out the window
look a bit strange
And the droughts all over the world
aren’t really all that bad
because it can’t happen here
as they used to say in the Thirties
And all those jet streams from airlines
really don’t spew more
cancerous exhaust
than a billion cars
And those aren’t really
Sun Dogs in the too-brilliant sun
And sunsets are still sunsets
even if they are only
one-color sunsets
over which pilots are reporting
clouds are lower than they used to be
before the Greenhouse years
Whereas sunsets now are more like “heart events”
with pollution like bad cholesterol
jamming the arteries of the universe
and obstructing circulation
and causing systemic disasters
And our evening spread across the sky
like a patient passed out upon a table
14 Sunday Feb 2021
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The details. Details rip us off. Love is a detail. It’s not a matter of fullness, of all, it’s instead a matter of gestures, of looks. If they are missing, love is missing. If they’re missing it’s better to let it go.

Rimbaud
02 Tuesday Feb 2021
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“ It’s a funny thing about the modern world. You hear girls in the toilets of clubs saying, “Yeah, he fucked off and left me. He didn’t love me. He just couldn’t deal with love. He was too fucked up to know how to love me.” Now, how did that happen? What was it about this unlovable century that convinced us we were, despite everything, eminently lovable as a people, as a species? What made us think that anyone who fails to love us is damaged, lacking, malfunctioningin some way? And particularly if they replace us with a god, or a weeping madonna, or the face of Christ in a ciabatta roll—then we call them crazy. Deluded. Regressive. We are so convinced of the goodness of ourselves, and the goodness of our love, we cannot bear to believe that there might be something more worthy of love than us, more worthy of worship. Greeting cards routinely tell us everybody deserves love. No. Everybody deserves clean water. Not everybody deserves love all the time.”
Zadie Smit
01 Monday Feb 2021
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06 Wednesday Jan 2021
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19 Saturday Dec 2020
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Chissà, forse il fascino del viaggiare sta in quest’incanto, in questa paradossale nostalgia del futuro. E’ la forza che ci fa immaginare – o illudere – di fare un viaggio e trovare, in una stazione sconosciuta, qualcosa che potrebbe cambiare la nostra vita.Marcello Mastroianni (28 settembre 1924, Fontana Liri – 19 dicembre 1996, Parigi)
11 Friday Dec 2020
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