According to the ancient Egyptians, the universe arose from masturbation to a god: the poem looks like this abnormal gestation for which the solitude of the word turned Charms imaginary becomes a source of pleasure, procreation and propagation of a verb authoritative when it flexes, through the streams of infinite extent, the thrill of emotion. The books should be written on the walls of pyramids indestructible rather than on leaves that the wind scatters or fire destroys. Gregor Ferretti (to the left in the photo of Daniele Ferroni) is a young poet Ravenna that as an Oedipus before the Sphinx tells me: "My life is a matter of words."