I presume that attending a religious procession in the South of Italy – in Sicily for instance – is an overwhelming experience, where religious fervor merges into a ritual setting made up of gold, flowers, Baroque statues, baldachins and black veils; ‘a mystic and sensual rapture’ as the Sicilian ‘metaphisical’ singer Franco Battiato sings in his beautiful song ‘E ti vengo a cercare’. No ‘mystic and sensual rapture’ in the sober procession I attended yesterday for our Patron Saint in Pesaro; and yet the most beloved annual event by us Pesaresi never fails to give me a reassuring sense of continuity with the Past, making me feel a link in the chain of human history (overall human history and particular local history – the history of my grandparents so to speak) going from the year 247 A.D. (the year of the martyrdom of San Terenzio) up to Sept. 24th 2013. Here are a few pictures I took yesterday afternoon in front of our cathedral (duomo), inside the cathedral (displaying beautiful mosaic floors) and inside the Diocesan Museum.
Beautiful pictures of the church! The coffin looks strange; the first picture… It almost looks like a space capsule. Well done! :O)
è sempre piacevole seguire gli aggiornamenti del sito,aspetto il prossimo reportage
L’incoraggiamento degli amici – specialmente i più cari – è per me importantissimo.
[…] Madonna delle Grazie which I recently wrote about, the Sanctuary of our Lady of Graces, and the Cathedral). The forth nativity scene we stopped by was a touching one set up by prisoners in the main […]
[…] held again, and improved. The fair did not keep going through the centuries; later on the fairs of San Terenzio, Pesaro patron saint – which we celebrate on Sept. 24th – and San Nicola fair merged into just […]