Italy
Sono un poeta
un grido unanime
sono un grumo di sogni
Sono un frutto
d’innumerevoli contrasti d’innesti
maturato in una serra
Ma il tuo popolo รจ portato
dalla stessa terra
che mi porta
Italia
E in questa uniforme
di tuo soldato
mi riposo
come fosse la culla
di mio padre
Translations of this Poem
Italy
I am a poet
a unanimous cry
I am a particle of dreams
I am a fruit
of countless diverse graftings
ripened in a hot-house
But your People are carried
by the same earth
that carries me
Italy
In this uniform
a soldier of yours
I take my rest
as if the cradle
of my father
Source: from Like Leaves in Autumn - Responses to the War Poetry of Giuseppe Ungaretti edited by Carlo Pirozzi and Katherine Lockton (Edinburgh: Luath Books, 2015), translated by Heather Scott. Reproduced by kind permission of the translator.
