Experience explodes

much too much to

embrace the whole

Firenze, Via Scarpuccia I

We choose this
 not that, but 

what do we lose?

Firenze, Via Scarpuccia II

With our choices

 we divide reality

 create realities

Firenze, Via de' Bardi I

The whole persists

but we exist

as we choose

Firenze, Via de Bardi II

Choosing this, not that

seeing, not seeing

hearing, not hearing

Firenze, Ponte Vecchio I 

Lavender rosemary thyme

or

Diesel mildew death

Roma, Via Sistina I 

Each abiding

even entwining

a shared reality

Roma, Borghese I

Yet we exclude

unable to hold

what is whole

Roma, Via Sistina II 

We choose to contradict

when we could

claim to consecrate

Roma, Borghese II

Buses pass

birds sing

the boy muddles his sonata

     (in C Major)

Roma, Borghese III

The ache of age

or

peace beyond understanding

Roma, Via Margutta I

Which is it

this

or that

Roma, via del Foro Romano II

What reality have I chosen

which

might I still choose