i wish i were antonio o! winding the hills so into and out quilted to the excited children know
the distant three wheel echo of imagination -blue and yello pop ups and quietly through the sun rising finger drew
across a blinding line anew a love to page them do and don´t..lo! antonio!
in his biblio! run promises blow like a wizard´s brew come all to know..!
as i recall a three wheeled library that served the wild parts of an arid area of southern italy..a man bringing books to the children of the sleepy hamlets and the exciting time..as reported by the bbc..