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SOME PLACES
Some places
seem to have more beauty
than the
natives know what to do with. So we
have come
here to manage their surplus. But all I
can do is
think about the past, a useless non-
beautiful
activity, producing emotional re-runs
featuring Regret,
Humiliation, Eternal Embarrassment.
I go on an
uphill speed march through an olive grove
to sweat it
all out, and test my muscles, breathe a little
and think
about the lamb I’m going to have for dinner
at a
restaurant with turn of the last century Majorcan
Art-Nouveau
atmosphere, a fanciful, curvaceous staircase
of
exquisitely carved woodwork and turquoise tiles on the walls.
And there’s
an actual dumb waiter lifting delicious food
from a subterranean
kitchen. We are going to eat in the garden
amid
moonlight, palm trees, Spanish architecture, the air warm
and sweet
with jasmine and pines. Returning from my forced march
I find Karin
working in the back yard that we are renting
along with
a bungalow—formerly a storage shed for oranges
and wine, where
we sleep and watch soccer on television. She’s trimming
and
primping the flowers, and before I go in she looks at me, squints
and says, “You
look gruesome.” Something to think about in the shower.
Round Top Festival Institute, Saturday June 9, 2012, Texas Festival Orchestra
