Poetry from a nomadic life, timeless travelers, bohemian children of heaven, uncontrollable pilots, birds ride the winds, parading and prancing in this space that man conquers, jealously, only through metal structures and kerosene. Porosity of borders; interaction of the outer and inner.. To invite these merry entertainers, to let their enigmatic and captivating songs enter, reconciling their ancestral freedom and volatile happiness in seeing them.

Therese Cocomazzi








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