Walker/Pavese from Amundsen's amulet by Carlo S. Tedeschi

You also belong to love, like
everybody in this dungeon, you’re
made of blood and sand and seeds of ashes, like
everybody in this drain. You
walk as, if you could, you would not
move from your home’s surroundings, not for
any reason in this world; and yet to the
world you belong, and to love… You’re
looking at life like one who waits for
something he won’t ever see, and
knows it; you’re like the path, suffering at
any step, in silence.

You shiver sometimes, and you get
weary, and yet you speak words – while
walking and waiting and slowly you-know-whating…

Love is in your blood, the land is
calling: love is in your blood, etc...

• Experimental
• Jazz
• modern jazz
• Italy