水印：魂系威尼斯

His reflections feel deeply personal yet universal. I wonder what specific moments or experiences shaped his view of Italy as more than just a setting.

The tone is so layered with memory and loss — I’m curious if others felt the same emotional pull and how they connected with Brodsky’s sense of place.

The lyrical quality and attention to language elevate the essays beyond typical memoirs. It makes me wonder about his creative process in blending poetry and prose.