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I am a poet / a unanimous cry / I am a particle of dreams…
I am a poet / a unanimous cry / I am a particle of dreams…
Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,
/ e questa siepe, che da tanta parte
/ dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.
/ Ma sedendo…
The dwarf with his hands on backwards
/ sat, slumped like a half-filled sack
/ on tiny twisted legs from which
/ sawdust might run,
/ outside the…
Se state guardando una madre che dorme in poltrona
/ in un qualsiasi dopopranzo invernale
/ con il televisore temporaneamente spento
/ e con in casa…
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