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Enzo Crispino


La sabbia del tempo

This portfolio is freely inspired by a poem by the great Italian poet Gabriele D’Annunzio who wrote on an idle summer afternoon interpreting his hand as if it were an hourglass from which the warm sand slips and with it the flow of existence, the beginning and the end …

Enzo Crispino


As the warm sand flows lightly

Through the hollow of the Idle Hand,

my heart felt that the day was shorter.

And a sudden anxiety assailed my heart

For the approach of the humid equinox

That blurs the gold of the salty beaches.

To the sands of Time the hand urna

It was, hourglass my palpitating heart,

The growing shadow of every vain stem

Almost the shadow of a needle in a silent quadrant

Gabriele D’Annunzio

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