A poetic stop

Walking around Bologna I noted a sign with this inscription: “Are you waiting? Are you just passing? Stop here just for a while. A few seconds will be enough to take an unusual free trip. This is a poetic stop for halting time and starting an unusual experience. The destination is the rambling poetry here above.

Read me and I will stay with you as long as you want. Signed: “the poetic stop”. How wonderful! I looked up and down for poems: probably there were some before but they had disappeared. I thought that the inhabitants of the town knew that they could leave their poems there and that somebody would read them: I was thrilled by the idea of creating a “poetic stop”. I also noted that there were poems written here and there in some streets and I thought: “it is a town scattered with poems!”...

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