

Later on in the year you will see Orion and the weeping Pleiades. There is Polaris, there is the Great Bear, the Little Bear, Io and her son. Those are not stars of the first magnitude. “Do you see that necklace of stars almost directly above you? That is called Corona. We are grouped around Faust, who with his worker’s hands and scholar’s lips translates into his own terms the universe. The sand is cool now and we have lit a bonfire on the beach. At twilight we rise, as the evening primroses, taller on their long stalks than we are, open their yellow eyes to Arcturus in the west and to Capella coming over Carrara, escaping the shark’s-tooth range by inches. The rest of the day we sleep under white nets to keep off the mosquitoes. At eleven we swim, at noon we eat figs and prosciutto and drink wine. In the early morning before the heat begins we are in pursuit of music and art. During a Mediterranean summer everything that is serious happens at night. You will all drown.”įaust has a project this summer the stars are his project and Forte dei Marmi is the place to pursue it. Piero stops before we get to the beach to hunt for lizards Bigboy splashes in first of all Celia, torn between love of people and hatred of water, remains an agitated dot at the edge of the surf: “Come back, come back.

Jane resembles him as the lion cub resembles her sire, Her thick hair burns like brass in the sunlight her blade-like twelve-year-old body stands ready to pierce the sea.įaust, Jane, my sisters Helen and Alice, Bigboy, the Fausts’ Newfoundland, Celia, our Sealyham, and Piero, who is anybody’s big socialist cat, run across the baking sands, giving a wide berth to the hornet-haunted clumps of sage, to the sea. His cold blue eyes are at war with the heated modeling of the jaw and lips, He is Michelangelo’s man, the shoulders big, the limbs well cut, the hands heavy with stub fingers. He is a huge man, over six foot three he is in his late thirties and the look of his youth has left him, the hair is thinning on his massive head.
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I must take my stand from that star and let the light take me back rather than forward, back to the moment at which the light started, and I find myself in Forte dei Marmi, on the coast of Liguria, below La Spezia.īetween the sea stabbed with brilliant July sunlight and the garden full of zinnias, rooted in sand, are Faust and his daughter, Jane, come to pick us up for a swim. You do not see the star to which I am pointing now, but only the light of it, which started on its way to the earth before you were born.” The light from that star took twenty-five years to reach you. “ We measure in units of distance called lightyears. The astronomy professor continued with his disquisition. “Shut one eye and look and you will see three moons.” There were indeed three moons. The professor of astronomy invited me to the pedestal. The stars hung like almond blossoms over Florence, shedding a scent and a lyric over the turgid Arno above the Torre del Gallo, Jupiter hung like a sword.
