The story flows, darkness bathes our robes. The whistles of Eugenio Montale’s poem Avevamo studiato per l’aldilà, turned into video poetry by Simone Massi, are interpreted in the same way as those signals or sounds that in life surprise us as omens, a broken mirror an owl’s cry, presages of what awaits us, a nightmare from which we would like to awaken. The nightmare in this case is the history of the twentieth century. And to awaken from reality, the only one is to realize that we are all “already dead without knowing it.”
