Il filo di mezzogiorno

Goliarda Sapienza

Se dovessi giurare di averla vista giurerei il falso.

Eppure essa è esistita per un momento. Per un momento

il suo pallore s’é incastonato nel fiato teso del mare

e il mio respiro s’é fermato. Mi chinai sul libro

tormentato dal desiderio di rivederla

ma lei mi fissava con occhi ondosi

incavati fortemente nella roccia e

temevo mi riconoscesse.

E quando, vinto il timore, mi slanciai

per afferrarla, la notte era calata e con la notte

nubi e tramestio di luci, di bicchieri, di tovaglioli

accesi da gesti rapidi. E la sabbia lagrimante di bitume

non aveva più orme né barche.

The thread of noon

Goliarda Sapienza

If I were to swear I saw her I would be swearing falsely.

And still she existed for a moment. For a moment

her pallor was embedded in the taut breath of the sea

and my breathing stopped. I bent over the book

tormented by the desire to see her again

but she watched me with wavelike eyes

sunken deeply in the rock and

I was afraid she would recognize me.

And when, my fear overcome, I hastened

to seize her, the night had fallen and with the night

clouds and bustle of lights, of glasses, of table linens

set alight by rapid gestures. And the sand weeping with tar

no longer bore footprints or boats.

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Translation ©Matilda Colarossi 2020

ancestrale

 

The poem is from the collection Ancestrale by Goliarda Sapienza, La vita Felice Ed., Milano (2013)  

https://www.amazon.it/Ancestrale-Goliarda-Sapienza/dp/8877994878

 

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