There is something divine about stopping amidst all of the information, in the news, in the blogs, on peoples' minds. W.S. Merwin always makes me stop, at least for a moment to ponder the richness of our human existence, and distracts me from the alleged richness of our economies and currencies. Although Merwin's
"Alba" gives us the bucolic on the surface, there is a more powerful message, to me at least, about the staying power of the human spirit if one looks at
a bit of history of the Italian town. Still singing after all these years.
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