Finisterrae – 2/5 terra di confine by Michele Palazzi
Signed copies of this limited 200 copies print run
This is a travel into the extreme West of Europe: Portugal
I want to speak of houses, of death. Houses are roses
to be smelled early in the day, or at night when hope abandons us forever.
Houses are nocturnal, enduring, celestial rivers that slowly shimmer
towards a cold bay — which perhaps does not exist,
like a secret eternity.
I want to speak of houses as a man speaks of his soul, in the midst of a fire,
next to the example of the wheat fields,
learning the patience that watches them rise
and die with a hint, a hint of beauty
Herberto Hélder — A Colber na Boca, Préface.
The border of earth.
The vision of its decadent and melancholic charm, with an eye that covertly touches the actuality of the Mediterranean countries.