- FEBRUARY 2018 -
THE POEM
Greetings from Acaia
by Lino Angiuli
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With the fine dust of Whitsun
time descends on the terraces
steps over fences of green shutters
takes flesh in the puregold houses
where the pulse-hearted men
first conserve their pain in salt
and their desires in the moneybox
Then
go to bed with their little pink Madonnas
amidst yellowing thoughts and festive necklaces
of tomatoes strung up centuries ago
At night
a camp of olive trees since the Quaternary
has stood guard over the holy sepulchre
of the good, pale, extravirgin tuff.
(Translation by Susan Perry)
From: Cartoline dall’aldiqua: ventotto paesìe, 2004, Quorum Italia, Bari
Winter tomatoes. Photo courtesy of Sylvana Myburg
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Greetings from - by Joseph Tusiani
(to life) - by Marco F. D’Astice
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A glance at the stars - by Tommaso Di Ciaula
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