Poem
Gian Mario Villalta
DEDICATION: 3.
Convinced, dedicated, not tiedto this light disclosed by the earth
– to belong
to the rust
crumbled that spouts from the drainpipes
the pretense of gushing blood
– to belong
to the chairs left outside
and the wicker is stained by big fat drops
drops that thaw
the sugar at the bottom of cups
– to this voice
not uttered, extending
between the head and the vertebra, which says “enough,
I beg – ashes” endlessly
to belong
© Translation: 2004, Gabriele Poole
DEDICA: 3.
DEDICA: 3.
Persuasi, dedicati, non costrettia questa luce dischiusa dalla terra
– appartenere
alla ruggine
sbriciolata che sbocca dalle gronde
la finzione di un sangue impetuoso
– appartenere
alle sedie rimaste fuori
e macchiano la paglia grosse gocce grosse
gocce che dimoiano
lo zucchero nel fondo delle tazze
– a questa voce
non pronunciata, tesa
tra la testa e le vertebre, che dice “basta,
prego – cenere” infinitamente
appartenere
© 2004, Gian Mario Villalta
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DEDICATION: 3.
Convinced, dedicated, not tiedto this light disclosed by the earth
– to belong
to the rust
crumbled that spouts from the drainpipes
the pretense of gushing blood
– to belong
to the chairs left outside
and the wicker is stained by big fat drops
drops that thaw
the sugar at the bottom of cups
– to this voice
not uttered, extending
between the head and the vertebra, which says “enough,
I beg – ashes” endlessly
to belong
© 2004, Gabriele Poole
DEDICATION: 3.
Convinced, dedicated, not tiedto this light disclosed by the earth
– to belong
to the rust
crumbled that spouts from the drainpipes
the pretense of gushing blood
– to belong
to the chairs left outside
and the wicker is stained by big fat drops
drops that thaw
the sugar at the bottom of cups
– to this voice
not uttered, extending
between the head and the vertebra, which says “enough,
I beg – ashes” endlessly
to belong
© 2004, Gabriele Poole
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