Parigi, ottobre 2013

IN MEMORIA DI CHI FUGGE PER CONTINUARE A VIVERE

 Full fathom five thy father lies;
              Of his bones are coral made;
    Those are pearls that were his eyes:
              Nothing of him that doth fade,
    But doth suffer a sea-change
    Into something rich and strange.
    Sea-nymphs hourly ring his knell:
                              Ding-dong.
    Hark! now I hear them—Ding-dong, bell.
 
(Ariel's song from The tempest, 2nd stanza)