Il sentiero del tempo mitiga le anime
Spectral, Defenestrated, Powerless.
These verses, which at first I fiercely disowned, are the outcome of a conjecture turned on its head: a song of liberation that wedges itself between the fingers of painful brooding.
“This world is settling into the tedium of existence, among fjords of technology that drain the human soul until it dies of drought. A catastrophe foretold, one that will ferry earthly silhouettes to the summit of a storm-wracked mountain of acedia. What, then, can man do before the destiny that drags him onward, if not claim, here and now, the sacred freedom of thought: the powerful engine from which ideal autonomy springs, and from which the young minds of generations to come will draw their wisdom.”
Liliana Kamernish (b. Thimphu, 1983) is the eldest daughter of an English diplomat and an Italian geologist, and grew up in the small Himalayan kingdom of Bhutan. She now lives in southern Italy, where she works as a screenwriter and film director. Drawn to poetry since childhood, she chose only a few years ago to publish part of her work.
