Sep 27, 2020
Dalle cannelle della fontana si discioglievano trecce d’argento. (Diego Valeri) #Asolando https://www.instagram.com/p/CFpiPxwocsI/?igshid=8mwp1enn7cj5
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Dalle cannelle della fontana si discioglievano trecce d’argento. (Diego Valeri) #Asolando https://www.instagram.com/p/CFpiPxwocsI/?igshid=8mwp1enn7cj5
Allestimento Caffè Centrale Asolo 2018. #busanagiardini #daseigenerazioni #allestimenticreativi #asolo #asolando #primavera (presso Caffe Centrale) https://www.instagram.com/busanagiardini/p/BvoMD4hH1kr/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1cobyudkt77is
🤩🤩🤩 #clematisarmandii #flowers #asolando #asolo #natura (presso Asolo) https://www.instagram.com/busanagiardini/p/Bu6eOYSnKR2/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1qst7lwbwip
Poem by Robert Browning: "Summum Bonum"
Poem by Robert Browning: “Summum Bonum”
Robert Browning: “Summum Bonum”
All the breath and the bloom of the year in the bag of one bee: All the wonder and wealth of the mine in the heart of one gem: In the core of one pearl all the shade and the shine of the sea: Breath and bloom, shade and shine, wonder, wealth, and–how far above them– Truth, that’s brighter than gem, Trust, that’s purer than pearl,– Brightest truth, purest trust in…
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Epilogue to Asolando
Robert Browning - I’d settle for this epitaph :-)
At the midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free, Will they pass to where―by death, fools think, imprisoned― Low he lies who once so loved you, whom you loved so, ―Pity me?
Oh to love so, be so loved, yet so mistaken! What had I on earth to do With the slothful, with the mawkish, the unmanly? Like the aimless, helpless, hopeless, did I drivel! ―Being―who?
One who never turned his back but marched breast forward, Never doubted clouds would break, Never dreamed, though right were worsted, wrong would triumph, Held we fall to rise, are baffled to fight better, Sleep to wake.
No, at noonday in the bustle of man’s work-time Greet the unseen with a cheer! Bid him forward, breast and back as either should be, ‘Strive and thrive!’ cry, ‘Speed,―fight on, fare ever There as here!’
Stasera su rai3 un Vignaiolo indipendente di #Asolo parlerá di #Prosecco durante il Tg del Veneto. #Fivi #asolando (presso Bele Casel)