Now that night already troubled flows; Now that insistent, And like in pain erupted from the stone, A wail of lambs echoes Bewildered through terror-riven streets; That the endless dread of evil, The … more →
Lifewrote 7 months ago: That negligible bit of sand which slides Without a sound and settles in the hourglass, And the fleet … more →
wrote 7 months ago: That negligible bit of sand which slides Without a sound and settles in the hourglass, And the fleet … more →
wrote 7 months ago: That negligible bit of sand which slides Without a sound and settles in the hourglass, And the fleet … more →
wrote 7 months ago: In the desert: the trinity like a mirage of some giant termite (using Adam’s lost rib as a pin … more →
wrote 1 year ago: un poemo di Giuseppe Ungaretti Quale canto s’è levato stanotte che intesse di cristallina eco … more →
wrote 2 years ago: I was invited by the Poetry Daily folks to select a poem-of-the-day to be delivered to Poetry Daily … more →
wrote 2 years ago: Di queste case non è rimasto che qualche brandello di muro. … more →
wrote 2 years ago: Quando La notte è a svanire Poco prima di primavera E di rado Qualcuno passa Su Parigi s’adden … more →
wrote 2 years ago: FALL and WINTER 1995 This Issue of Paideuma Has Been Guest-Edited by Tim Redman and Vincent Sherry C … more →
wrote 2 years ago: In this, the uniform of your soldier, I rest as if it were the cradle of my father Ungaretti, Italy … more →
wrote 2 years ago: The poet arrives there and returns to the light with his songs and scatters them Of this poetry I ha … more →
wrote 3 years ago: Si sta come d’autunno sugli alberi le foglie. … more →
wrote 4 years ago: [kml_flashembed movie="http://www.youtube.com/v/xn8CZTi5gxE" width="425" height="350" wmode="transpa … more →
wrote 3 years ago: Now that night already troubled flows; Now that insistent, And like in pain erupted from the stone, … more →