of beggars and chosers

Early morning in the Jewish quarter
a walk to Campo di Fiori
cappuccino and panini
and an easy day of rain and bright blue skies.

last night the trio di parma
in the gold and red ringed
Teatro Argentino
 with Romans being Roman and
simply listening to the sounds.

yesterday walks in the rain past stores of religious vestments
and puddles of clean water pooling at the feet of vespa's.
the surprise behind the flat facade of this church in an obscure square
 or that in a more peopled one
the slicy door opening and riots of color and gothic downloads
the first church of the day had skulls on the walls
and stars of David on the ceilings
next to yantra meditation symbols in a true blue field above.
when asked why all the symbols together,, is testamento, tutto es testamento  said the priest.

and the next church .. st ignatious.. the jesuits founder. in that church the whole ceiling is alive with three dimensional trompe l'oeil so one looks up a t a flat expanse and it begins to move and swing
Indian warrior women sling arrows at Jesus and saints dance with imitations of Bernini's legs and arms.
how many angels on the head of a pin?

to look up
to look up
means to stand under
which means to understand...

and lunch in a church turned bistro

but mostly the beggars

there are few in Rome it seems
in this weather but I have been forwarned by my time in India
take a lesson from beggars
they sit in the middle of sublimity and ask for and receive exactly what  is needed

so it was on the walk back from  the Campo di Fiori
a gypsy woman with a large accordian
simply moved the squeeze box once and looked me straight in the eye.
plunk !
five euros in her music case.

all being provided.