Rome, July 31, 2024
Burning heat, sometimes
crying of children, howling
of dogs, power cuts.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Note
Razor-edge-of-time reporting from the climate change front.
This world is so wide that, even if you flitted around and around it, you would never reach the end of it. This blog is a collage of more or less literary and humorous, outlandish or sometimes even serious glimpses at this great wide world.
Rome, July 31, 2024
Burning heat, sometimes
crying of children, howling
of dogs, power cuts.
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2024)
Note
Razor-edge-of-time reporting from the climate change front.
was wrong:
July is the cruellest month,
sandwiched between June
and August, which are
almost as cruel if measured
by the unbearable heat here
in the Roman stone desert
which comes immensely
close to a waste land
every day from nine to five
– Leonard Blumfeld (© 2023)
Note
A facetious shot at the beginning of T. S. Eliot’s The Waste Land (1922). Otherwise razor edge reporting from the global warming front in Rome, Italy, on July 11, 2023.