[Poetry] may make us from time to time a little aware of the deeper unnamed feelings which form the substratum of our being, to which we rarely penetrate; for our lives are mostly a constant evasion of ourselves.
T.S.Eliot
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Saturday, February 3, 2018
Waiting for news
I'm not waiting mail from Croatia, where I took this picture. I know that sooner or later I'll get (not so good) news from Italy and this doesn't make me sleep well.
già, buone notizie non in vista da quaggiù
ReplyDeletebell'immagine bel suggerimento
ciao
marco