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Frammento Mario Luzi . Scocca un fulmine bianco di delizia Sopra i campi e la sera si propaga. Eco piange solenne ai tabernacoli. |
Fragment Mario Luzi . A lightning bolt strikes white with delight Over the fields and the evening unfurls. Echo cries solemn at the tabernacles. . Translation ©Matilda Colarossi |
I have come to realize that sometimes, when reading poetry, I hold my breath. Undeniably and inexplicably. I want the emotions to end, quickly; I want them to last, forever. The collection of poems by Mario Luzi, ‘Un Brindisi’, Sansoni, Firenze, 1946 – every one of them – has this effect on me. I had difficulty choosing just one. I have no idea how to translate that breathlessness. All I can do is try. M.C.
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