Claudio Bianchi did write poetry {...} He had no vanity about this, no fantasies of literary celebrity; he simply took pleasure putting words in order, exactly as he laid out seedlings in the spring, and tasting them afterward, as he tasted fresh new scallions or ripe tomatoes, or smelled mint or garlic on his hands."
( Peter S. Beagle )
[ In Calabria ]
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