Versi Tristi

Ceccardo Roccatagliata Ceccardi



Oh quando nelle notti limpide i cieli piangono
stelle d’argentea brina
che dice coi canori
suoi lamenti che dice
nel cipresseto placido
l’usignolo a le belle dormenti sotto i fiori?


Sad verses

Ceccardo Roccatagliata Ceccardi



Oh when in the still nights the heavens weep
stars of silvery frost
what says chanting
its lament what says
in the placid cypress grove
the nightingale to the sleeping beauties under the blossoms?


Translation ©Matilda Colarossi




Ceccardo Roccatagliata Ceccardi was born in Genoa in 1871. He lived, in his adult years, the troubled, dissolute life of the rambler. In his poetry, in fact, we witness a conflict between the desire for an ideal life, and the specter of a bleak reality that warps the dreams of the poet. Along with Sbarbaro and Boine, his work greatly influenced the poetry of another Ligurian, Eugenio Montale. Ceccardi died in Genoa in 1919. Three words alone are inscribed on his tomb in the cemetery in Staglieno:

HIC CONSTITIT VIATOR – Here stops the wanderer


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