Only the silence remains, A stretch of grass remembers the rain, Where once I walked beside the sea And all was wide and enveloping, serene. Now, the darkened waves arise, And the sun drowns in a gray horizon, fading.
- Salvatore Quasimodo
Only the silence remains, A stretch of grass remembers the rain, Where once I walked beside the sea And all was wide and enveloping, serene. Now, the darkened waves arise, And the sun drowns in a gray horizon, fading.