Inquiry: second case study “At the fountain” of Wa(l)ter <Benjamin> between reconstruction and recuperation I kiss the mouth of a marble fountain and it (the object) is freed from utility how it vibrates in an oblivion of centuries from a mnemonic foundation the light quivers on the vault as I plunge my hand into the green water a turquoise pool of unbroken reverberations where I drop an “òo” an “àa-àa” and an “èe-èe-èe”, and again an “ èe” Òoooo àaaaaa Èeeeee Òoooòooo òo òo òo Then I consult the oracle: once upon a time a tiny little girl came to this fountain to drink the water that belonged to Tanathos the stream was cold her nails became frailer and frailer her glance dimmed and her heart withered (the guardian came to her and said that his shift had ended that he was no longer obliged to fulfil that role so he left the park and locked the gates) confused the girl lost her balance fell in the pool and sunk to its bottom in the way a small stone would do the waters turned her body blue then turned the blue into sounds I (herself) was a modernist fastened to passions my blood drained in the name of a few memories encrusted on the stone like moss and anchored to my heart like weeds the palace where the fountain was had been built out of the rock I stayed alone at home in a pyramid of silence all enclosed in a chamber of records (the collector ensures he will keep them in a secure museum ) not all tears stand for desperation but crying endorses consciousness wwwwàaà(lllll)ttteeeeeeerrrr waaà(lll)ttttttteeeeeeeerrrrr wwwwà-aaà(lll) teeer a whole alphabet to describe 1) the number of tears shed 2) the cry itself alphabets representing objects (tears are things) but soundsssssssssssssss staaannnddddddddddd in the vooooooiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddddddd of insignificance (they are the emerald cave). © erminia passannanti