04.18.05 - 4:00 p.m.

Yesterday I swear I heard a 5 year old sing

"I don't have a second home
that I could at-tempt to know."

I know of a town that Calvino hasn’t described in Invisible Cities as of page 94, though I think he HAS covered most possible, imaginary, permutations of Venice. Some fiction books contain almost everything.

The new city is a place that one travels to so as to look upon another city, towering in the distance and shrouded in a fine, honeyed green mist, and to imagine living there. One must locate his or her maps and drawers and bedrooms and fields and neighbors somewhere, though, and this city is where they have come, and brought their shops and alleys, and the windows or spaces, through which the second city can be seen.

The second city truly begins beyond the edge of each dusty sill, and is where the minds, and so the people, of this large-windowed village, this lowland observation deck, in fact conduct their lives from.

It is lived-in by everyone except those who walk among its towers, and cannot see it.

see< >saw

i whisper hello to everything