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
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