Julia Leverone

Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

  On Mothering ©Julia Leverone Grown diverted to light on water, pine boughs hang like wings, their tufts soft-skirted meanwhile root cling and anti-gravity strain. Mother, when my father steadied me as I walked sliding stones, forging the hip-deep river— understand that fathering is a quieter endeavor. But earlier: were we not sisters, dressed in…Read more Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

Caribou ©Julia Leverone Caribou summer coats look burnt through, pocked from bite scars or molt or the song of persistent sun, the long summer light coursing the tundra, spotlighting them. A cow and her bull are slow in taking their fill from the river bank, rich moss and brush, polychrome, mottled; A couple are there…Read more Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

  Correction ©Julia Leverone Weeks slipping under, winter, the sink of chill, a plain burning widening into space— the park made stubble, patches of stalks of tall once-flora. What were they, now fallen over themselves. How seemingly lonely. And so I saw the rush: the bright cardinal flee for life, to hide from my bike…Read more Poets translating poets: Patrizia Sardisco & Julia Leverone

Experiments in translation

Improduttività Quando lo abbandono nel lavello, amore, il coltello buono germoglia un mutevole anello di ruggine. Lo abbandono senza volerlo come penso saprai L’abbandono intendeva essere annullato in un tempo abbastanza ragionevole, amore, e io so che tu sai quanto io abbia il senso del bastante come la ruggine, controllando, sopravvivendo, quando sono friabile, esposta,…Read more Experiments in translation