Grief in Rome

Rome, I have come to feel you, like home. Your streets, now yet unfamiliar to my feet. The room in which I sit to write down my grief – a library of books in this, Italian language, a white spacious desk with stacked books in both corners to deliver comfort, a soft green easy chair. To the left of the desk, a tall, narrow window overlooking a rectangle of a garden – I count five cats lounging in different spots throughout the day, trying on various colourful constellations. The rooftops of this neighbourhood – more gardens, closer to the skyline. The colours of the buildings – bubble gum pink and mint green and pale pastel blue and cream, and then some terracotta and earth yellow. Did the painters confer before the act of painting, or is this palette the result of haphazard creation? This room, these buildings, these cats, will be my home for nine days and ten nights. My first stop upon arrival, even before buying some food, was the bookshop. I needed to buy this new notebook, to begin writing down my grief.

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2 thoughts on “Grief in Rome

  1. This is grief for your mother? I wonder why you are now in Rome. It is a lovely piece, mentioning those coloured houses. I wonder if you know the works of Giotto, the early Renaissance artist? Those colours are all in his paintings. I love them. One also feels grief for your country. Life can be so cruel. Hoping you find peace and good things in Rome.

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    1. thank you. My mother passed away in January and I was having a really difficult time coping with her death. I had to travel to Rome to be with my grief alone and try to process it. I am now back home, going over what I wrote in Rome, and this was the first piece I wrote.

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