spaces and silences
"Ever dear to me was this hill, and this
hedge, that much of the last
horizon prevents me.
But as I sit and gaze,
boundless spaces beyond that, and superhuman
silences, and deepest quiet in
I thought I pretend, for just where my heart
not alarmed. And as I hear the wind rustling through the trees
I
that infinite silence to this entry
comparing vo: and I am reminded of the eternal,
and the dead seasons, and this
and alive, and the sound of it. So in this
immensity my thought is drowned:
and sweet to shipwreck in this sea "
Leopardi .. why? Why start this journal? Do not know .. let's say there's a little sore live in. .. should be cited as a Montale or a pasture, but I have never been so nice to .. Actually .. the fact is that even Leopardi to work yesterday was weak and did not know what the secret mystery came to me in the infinite mind infinite .. maybe because I want to be .. maybe because I'm in a point of stasis infinite .. maybe I should just keep quiet ..
AND SILENCE IS ..
hedge, that much of the last
horizon prevents me.
But as I sit and gaze,
boundless spaces beyond that, and superhuman
silences, and deepest quiet in
I thought I pretend, for just where my heart
not alarmed. And as I hear the wind rustling through the trees
I
that infinite silence to this entry
comparing vo: and I am reminded of the eternal,
and the dead seasons, and this
and alive, and the sound of it. So in this
immensity my thought is drowned:
and sweet to shipwreck in this sea "
Leopardi .. why? Why start this journal? Do not know .. let's say there's a little sore live in. .. should be cited as a Montale or a pasture, but I have never been so nice to .. Actually .. the fact is that even Leopardi to work yesterday was weak and did not know what the secret mystery came to me in the infinite mind infinite .. maybe because I want to be .. maybe because I'm in a point of stasis infinite .. maybe I should just keep quiet ..
AND SILENCE IS ..
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