Si secca d’estate l’erba così verde a primavera diviene quasi una stoppa. Ce ne stiamo dimenticando sempre avidi di prati verdeggianti di fiori variopinti spazi smaglianti. E’ bastata una tenera piantina i fiori ancora in …
A WRESTLER NAMED PLATO Not the bum we hollered at on the south side of Chicago, who’d twist the other bum’s head between the ropes till he miraculously extricated himself and stomped on the first …
From the volume The Trojans (1985) THE QUESTION OF THE LION IN LANDSCAPE ART A landscape (a French master would have called it two centuries ago). That’s why I can’t paint it (I don’t even want …