The white rose
Can Love defeat Death? Will the Time make even this rose wither? A poem jogged inside the old woman’s mind: it’s the memory of blooming emotions, pure as the snow.That rose will keep her company, even now that Fall is dropped into her eyes.
Credits
poem: Maria Stella Mei
young woman: Sarah Giampieri elderly woman: Enrica Macellari narrating voice: Silvio Carboni
translation: Rudy Goodman