Vincenzo Cardarelli – Paesaggio notturno / Night Landscape
Hans Baluschek, The express train arrives, 1900 It lies up there my childhood. There upon that hill that I see again at night, passing by on the railway, marked by bright lights. Smell of burnt stubble strikes me at the station. Ancient and diffuse smell similar to many voices calling me. But the train flees. …
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