Poem
Roberto Baronti Marchiò
Diet
I’m on a diet.Drastic.
Fasting.
I want to become unaccustomed
slowly
to life.
Get down to a body
of creased linen
desiccated
dried up
withered
Thin out to fibers.
Touch the apophyses
the dry rachis
the dura mater
all the way to the buttery marrow
to the pulp of the teeth
Disincarnate
dry up to the essence
and turn myself into sharp thought.
© Translation: 2007, Gabriele Poole
Dieta
Dieta
Sto facendo una dieta.Drastica.
Digiuno.
Voglio disabituarmi
lentamente
alla vita.
Arrivare ad un corpo
di lino sgualcito
riarso
secco
consunto
Ridurmi alle fibre.
Toccare le apofisi
il radiche secco
la dura madre
fino al midollo pastoso
alla polpa dei denti
Disincarnare
asciugarmi all\'essenza
e farmi pensiero affilato.
© 2007, Roberto Baronti Marchiò
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Diet
I’m on a diet.Drastic.
Fasting.
I want to become unaccustomed
slowly
to life.
Get down to a body
of creased linen
desiccated
dried up
withered
Thin out to fibers.
Touch the apophyses
the dry rachis
the dura mater
all the way to the buttery marrow
to the pulp of the teeth
Disincarnate
dry up to the essence
and turn myself into sharp thought.
© 2007, Gabriele Poole
Diet
I’m on a diet.Drastic.
Fasting.
I want to become unaccustomed
slowly
to life.
Get down to a body
of creased linen
desiccated
dried up
withered
Thin out to fibers.
Touch the apophyses
the dry rachis
the dura mater
all the way to the buttery marrow
to the pulp of the teeth
Disincarnate
dry up to the essence
and turn myself into sharp thought.
© 2007, Gabriele Poole
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