[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
Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Italy. Show all posts
Friday, June 30, 2023
Sunday, February 14, 2021
Match Racing
This is not a picture of mine. I rarely post a picture that is not mine. But I could not be in New Zealand to take of like this. The fever for the final stage of the America's Cup is rising. Early wake up are ahead of us.
Friday, January 3, 2020
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Friday, July 5, 2019
Since long
I wonder how can a bottle of Italian glass differ from any other bottle of the world. Still, in the collective imagination, having something with Italy of Italian written on it seem to make a difference. This makes we, Italians living abroad, thinking so much about the great capital my country is irreversibly squandering.
Tuesday, April 23, 2019
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