THE WIND IN ROME

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Noite. Um silvo no ar,
Ninguém na estação. E o trem
passa sem parar.

- Guilherme de Almeida (1890 - 1969)

from poems

Theme images by neomistyle

Mathew: Incheon, South Korea; “I was like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me...”

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O you that are so strong and cold,
O blower, are you young or old?
Are you a beast of field and tree,
Or just a stronger child than me?
- R.L.S.

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I saw you toss the kites on high.

- Sarah De Frehn (1939)

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I felt you push,
I heard you call.

- E. Mars, M. H. Squire