October the 1st: Korean poetry and Italian punk

"Thousands of leaves, as bright as yellow balloons or glossy red lips, are falling to the ground. To me, they are not mere reds and yellows, but rather a bouquet of flavors, so rich that they make my mouth water. Roots to roots, winter trees to spring leaves, each are part of the same story: fall is spreading across the land"

- A Day Flooded with Sunshine -



"Non mi e' mai piaciuto
il cielo cupo dell'autunno
voglio luce fino a tardi
voglio un'isola"

LattePiu' - Ultima sera d'estate -