TÓTH ÁRPÁD SÉTÁNY ’22. JANUARY
Our evening walk at 6:30, then out of bed, dressed. Lately, bus up to the
Castle, there the intimate alley, and the lights of the opposite hillside; Tóth Árpád promenade. It was New Year’s Eve, merry company, lots of Italians. Yes, here they are, freer. This is where the words come from, his sentences difficult to form, barely intelligible. He tells me,
I bought a beautiful scarf in Rome.
Light material, black and brown stripes,
but I could never wear it because I couldn’t wear it with what.
I could have worn it with white,
but it’s summer, it’s hot.
When you throw out my scarves, put this one separately.