Figli di Posillipo, the children of Posillipo. Posillipo is Greek: Pausílypon, the place where sorrow stops. A Roman gave the hill that name two thousand years ago, and Neapolitans have been coming down to these rocks ever since.
Across the water is Vesuvius, which buried Pompeii. A hill that promises the end of suffering, a mountain that delivered it, and the width of one bay between them. Naples grew up in the middle and learned where to look.
Whatever has their attention here, it isn't the volcano.
Figli di Posillipo, the children of Posillipo. Posillipo is Greek: Pausílypon, the place where sorrow stops. A Roman gave the hill that name two thousand years ago, and Neapolitans have been coming down to these rocks ever since.
Across the water is Vesuvius, which buried Pompeii. A hill that promises the end of suffering, a mountain that delivered it, and the width of one bay between them. Naples grew up in the middle and learned where to look.
Whatever has their attention here, it isn't the volcano.
