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If you glimpse by Tommaso Di Ciaula
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If you glimpse

suddenly

the wind

the wind

its

deep hours

the shuffling of the rain

mad

the red-bellied earth

pink air

radicated segments

levitates

creepers stalks roots

crazy seeds

on the cheeks

breeze blowing past

with a glove

of velvet and horsehair

a dagger

of shoots in the heart.

 

 

(Translation by Susan Perry)

 

From Ogni poesia è un mistero (2007)

With a preface by Vito Intini

© Vito Radio Editore, Putignano (Bari)

The Foggia countryside. Photo Archivio Fotogramma

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