Dark Water

Chapter One

One
I grandi fiumi sono l'immagine del tempo,
Crudele e impersonale. Osservati da un ponte
Dichiarano la loro nullitÆ inesorabile_._._.
The great rivers are the image of time,
Cruel and impersonal. Observed from a bridge
They declare their implacable nullity_._._.
-Eugenio Montale, "L'Arno a Rovezzano"

There is Florence and there is Firenze. Firenze is the place where the citizens of the capital of Tuscany live and work. Florence is the place where the rest of us come to look. Firenze goes back around two thousand years to the Romans and, at least in legend, the Etruscans. But Florence was founded in perhaps the early 1800s when expatriate French, English, Germans, and not a few Americans settled here to meditate on art and the locale-the genius of the place-that produced it. Over the next two centuries a considerable part of the rest of the world followed them for shorter visits-"visit" being derived from the Latin vistare, "to go to see," and, further back, from videre, simply "to see"-in the form of what came to be called tourism. The Florentines are h ... read full excerpt from: Dark Water ebook