I am particularly fond of foggy days. In Treviso, my hometown, a foggy day smells of spring, wood smoke and marc; ghosts and apple pies. In Charlotte, this foggy day smells of poetry.
Since the beginning of time, the weather has inspired stories and poems. Therefore, today, I would like to propose a poem. A poem by Hermann Hesse in Italian, English, and German. A poem in three languages that will guide you into the intricate labyrinth of foreign words, but also into the musicality and facets that only a foreign language may create.
Im Nebel by Hermann Hesse (German version)
In The Fog by Hermann Hesse (English version)
Strano Vagare Nella Nebbia by Hermann Hesse (Italian version)