Palazzo degli Spiriti, from the Italian the palace of the spirits. A Roman ruin from the first century BC, half swallowed by the sea at Marechiaro, Naples, on the hill the Greeks called Pausílypon: respite from worry. Two thousand years of salt and wind have worn its arches down to the bone.
By day, the spirits share their palace. Bathers spread their towels at its feet and kids dive from its walls.
At night, fishermen say, music still drifts from inside them.
Late afternoon. The light turns to honey and the sea goes soft. Some things are better felt than seen.
Palazzo degli Spiriti, from the Italian the palace of the spirits. A Roman ruin from the first century BC, half swallowed by the sea at Marechiaro, Naples, on the hill the Greeks called Pausílypon: respite from worry. Two thousand years of salt and wind have worn its arches down to the bone.
By day, the spirits share their palace. Bathers spread their towels at its feet and kids dive from its walls.
At night, fishermen say, music still drifts from inside them.
Late afternoon. The light turns to honey and the sea goes soft. Some things are better felt than seen.
