The times I missed you….oh, not for the distance but indeed for the diversity in feelings, the moments I missed you are exactly these minutes of waiting and anguish and of terrible lucidity while waiting for a train in Santa Maria Novella Station at 2.35 am. But the instances I missed you, oh, not for the distance, but for this diversity in views are my strained eyes that almost do not see anymore.
Pier Vittorio Tondelli (1955-1991), Biglietti agli Amici, Baskerville, 1986 (Note number 23 G.V), translation by Slow Words
Picture: Markus Schinwald, detail of installation, by Diana Marrone (seen at Unlimited, Art Basel 2014)