Valerio Magrelli

Don't let's hang about on the cobblestones. The equestrian statue—keep going—represents the king. Yes, the Dante translator. Now let's move on. Lovely theatre, first rate, but no point in dawdling because this paving is contaminated (a nuclear accident near the quarry) and here we are already like ghosts on this X-ray plate, like ghouls, radiological tourists, little glass vessels blown with a breeze of electrons.

Let us honor the topmost banner fluttering over the kingdom of commodities— the encoded soul of price rose of the name and name of the rose, bundle of stems, fasces of tendons and veins— wrist on which to auscultate the pulse of money.