The village of Clemp, JB 2016
I am tasting my slow steps that just go on as they know. I ... breathe the wind which caresses the old shingle roof of the village and the fort's stones too In the silence of all the green grass I soon vanish while all bad world's griefs fade. Life is ... as it is and right now and it is peace and quiet consent Clemp, August, 13th 2017 Italian version