
Palizzi Superiore, Calabria
Edward Lear wrote in 1847, “No wilder nor more extraordinary place than Palizzi can well greet an artist’s eye.”
He sketched it as well. In his drawing, the village rose steep and bare.

When I visited Palizzi, the streets were empty. Wind moved through the old stone steps as I followed the path he had once walked.
From the sketch, the view seemed to be from low ground near the riverbed. I walked down toward the bridge.
Broken pomegranates lay on the path. Two crows chased each other above the houses.

The riverbed was almost dry. A thin stream ran through reeds about four meters tall. I stepped into the reeds.
Green covered the riverbed. I lowered the camera. The wind moved where the river had once flowed.
