If now and again, intellect ship, Explain your Dante sails in the wind, cleave the waves of thoughts between sketches, thanks shipwrights and carpenters, who calmly and in torment so they have built for pleasure. Like the swan, leaving the pond, carrying within it the memory with the intent to come back, your large ways and proud They are dwelling in the distant sea always in the chest of who knows how to listen.
Umberto F. M. Cefalà
28/12/11
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