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How Stones Love

Almost as if the stones, a bundle of prehistoric easter eggs,  and petrified sweeps and flourishes of gondoliering motion, were modeling poetry, an implacable ode and incalculable sonnet to the sea, whose flagrant tempest, bound to strict meter, abrades the … Continue reading

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