Prima del diluvio by Valentino Barachini
100 copies only
of white clay
and moist you cannot imagine life
Unpretentious luxuriance – you are.
In a church
has no peace not confort
in the lifeless city.
Sleep stealthily grinds
“Though it is nearly over”
And life is where the wait
project by Valentino Barachini, poetry by Matilde V. Laricchia.