Il pergolato di glicini

Ada Negri

Solaria,
il vento del sud scrolla e devasta il tuo pergolato di glicini.
Ne piombano a terra i corimbi, chicchi violetti di grandine,
pesanti d’un peso di morte.
Così a te traboccan dagli occhi,
nell’ora del torbido amore, le lacrime;
ma non si raccoglie il pianto d’amore,
non si raccolgono i fiori caduti del glicine.

 

 

 

 

 

The wisteria arbour

Ada Negri

Solaria,
the south wind shakes and ravages your wisteria arbour.
Your corymbs plummet to the ground, violet pips of hail,
heavy with a burden of death.
And thus it is your eyes that overflow,
at the hour of turbid love, with tears;
but you cannot gather the tears of love,
you cannot gather the fallen wisteria blossoms.

Translation ©Matilda Colarossi

Ada Negri, 1870-1945, was born in Lodi; she was the first Italian poet from the working class. She was the author of numerous works, both poetry and prose.
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