Adriana Pedicini, “Il fiume di Eraclito”
4 min readApr 7, 2022
Behind the slow swaying of the acacias
The watermark of memory rises
Of the long branch
Slamming on the window
And the face faded among the acre flowers
And the gaze is motionless.
Also today
Between the slow steps
Of this spring
It only spreads in the air