Tag: Yari Bernasconi

• Twelve Poems by Yari Bernasconi

  The monument is like new. Imposing in its granite, it soars above shrubs and grass blades. If the space around it bewilders, paved with stones already grown over with green, the obelisk watches all from on high.

  Italian

  V. Penelope Pelizzon, Yari Bernasconi