Everything flows with[the] horrible mysteries of ancient landscapes;
of strongholds visited, of large estates:
it is along these banks that you can hear
the dead passions of errant knights:
but how the wind is wholesome!
Blackcurrant river (A.Rimbaud)
Blackcurrant river (A.Rimbaud)
Copyright Emiliano Santoro. London 2013
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