It is still something that I feel someone's here
Although, it is an uninhabited place
I could imagine a day people worked in this terraced fields here
21 Jun, 2009
n°posted at 09:11 AM
03 Jul, 2009
f°posted at 10:30 AM
"They say Ulysses, wearied of wonders,
wept with love on seeing Ithaca,
humble and green. Art is that Ithaca,
a green eternity, not wonders."
(Borges, The Art of Poetry")
