| Gocciole Aldo Palazzeschi Come una passione giovanile impetuosa e breve s’è scatenato il temporale nel fresco giorno d’Aprile. Dal tuono e dall’oscurità parve inghiottita la Terra in un istante. Ma dopo tanto buio e spaventoso rumore, dopo uno scroscio violento e salutare è tornata la luce, e nella purezza dell’aria fulge vivissimo il sole. Un arco di gemme la Terra al cielo congiunge. Dal ramo ancor bagnato un dopo l’altra scendon tante gocciole ed ognuna, scendendo rapida, si gonfia di luce e di colore. Giunta al limitare in ebbrezza e vertigine, tutti i colori del prisma risplende e cade. Con ugual ritmo e gioia uguale dietro di lei l’altra la segue e cade rapidamente. | Droplets Aldo Palazzeschi Like puppy love impetuous and short-lived the storm raged one cool April morn. By thunder and dark seemed swallowed the Earth in an instant. But after much darkness and frightening noise after a cloudburst violent and salubrious the light’s returned, and in the pureness of the air shines brightly the sun. An arc of gems the Earth and sky connect. From the still wet branch one after another descend many droplets and each one, descending rapidly swells with light and with colour. Filled to the brim with drunkenness and vertigo, all the colours of the prism shimmers and falls. With like rhythm and joy alike behind it another follows and falls rapidly. Translation ©Matilda Colarossi 2024 |
In times of sadness, you can always count on Aldo Palazzeschi to make your day bright. – M.C.
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Grazie. The poem has brightened my day.
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Hi, Alan! Nice meeting another fan of this website Reflections by Matilda Colarossi. My day was brightened also, but actually my evening. As I was reading in the poem about violence in the sky, a sudden clouding and rain with lightning and thunder passed over the boulevard in my town. I rushed to the balcony for a better view, and now droplets fall from the railing, but not rapidly, and darkening with a different palette.. Still there is joy in sharing a common phenomenon.
Cordially,
Joseph Alan Roberts. Oliva, Spain
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