Elisewin

“It is kind of a mystery, but you must try to understand using your imagination, and forgetting what is known so that fancy may roam free, running far off deep within things until it can see how the soul is not always a diamond but sometimes a silken veil-this i can understand-imagine a diaphanous silken veil, anything could tear it, even a glance, and think of the hand that takes it-a woman’s hand-yes-it moves slowly and clasps the veil between the fingers, but clasping is already too much, the hand lifts it as if it were not a hand but a puff of wind and enfolds it between the fingers as if they were not fingers but… as if they were not fingers but thoughts. So. This room is that hand, and my daughter is a silken veil.” (Alessandro Baricco, Oceano Mare)

Rochii: La Chatterie