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Milo De Angelis
You walked along conscious of blood
You walked along conscious of bloodand the moment stripped of its day,
my archer, my target,
whom every night is alight in the sky
now that the body has become the music
of the spheres, consecrated voice, silence.
© Translation: 2005, Patrizio Ceccagnoli and Susan Stewart
You walked along conscious of blood
Camminavi con la coscienza del sangue
e l’attimo strappato al suo giorno,
mia arciera, mia trafitta
che ogni notte ti accendi nel cielo
ora che il corpo si è fatto musica
delle sfere, voce consacrata, silenzio.
e l’attimo strappato al suo giorno,
mia arciera, mia trafitta
che ogni notte ti accendi nel cielo
ora che il corpo si è fatto musica
delle sfere, voce consacrata, silenzio.
© 2005, Milo De Angelis
From: Tema dell\'addio
Publisher: Mondadori, Milan
From: Tema dell\'addio
Publisher: Mondadori, Milan
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You walked along conscious of blood
You walked along conscious of bloodand the moment stripped of its day,
my archer, my target,
whom every night is alight in the sky
now that the body has become the music
of the spheres, consecrated voice, silence.
© 2005, Patrizio Ceccagnoli and Susan Stewart
From: Tema dell\'addio
From: Tema dell\'addio
You walked along conscious of blood
You walked along conscious of bloodand the moment stripped of its day,
my archer, my target,
whom every night is alight in the sky
now that the body has become the music
of the spheres, consecrated voice, silence.
© 2005, Patrizio Ceccagnoli and Susan Stewart
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