Sestina circolare anomala caudata
Pensavo che tu fossi la mia pietra
filosofale per trovar la vita
che mi sfugge flottando in questo mare
d’un marasma, in cui navigo la notte
a vista: nel naufragio dell’amore
daffodils iniquity that is sweet to me.
course, because that little bit of greed,
that little 'that is enough, I reduces stone
inane and dried: and certainly a love
v'alligna not then, nor life
bearded s'apprende you! because it is night
thought then that I cast into the sea.
What to love, remember who was in sea
that, trembling in the summer, the gloom
took me d 'absence, a shadow of night,
ghost like a stone thrown at me -
not molded - and hurts, that life
vi s’abbaglia. E si biforca amore.
Ovvio, perché non è cosa l’amore
da ritrovar sulla spiaggia del mare
come un ciottolo liso dalla vita,
perché, come un quesito di letizia,
il bivio d’Ercole t’addita. Pietra
che chi presume sol proietta in notte.
Mentre l’incerto giunge giorno e notte
e ne trattiene il nocciolo d’amore,
interdetto esitante, con la pietra
ancor in mano, per sfidare il mare
che di grazia soverchia, e a far primizia
the shadow mean calling for life.
And even today, hands on life,
I scanned the horizon. It is night
on the shore, but I see that m'inizia
a pitch of joy that is love,
that alarmed me slightly on the high seas
astraendo il superfluo dalla pietra.
E sogno che l’inganno si fa pietra
di paragone e carne della vita,
intriso nella cosa che in un mare
corporale coagula la notte,
finché s'effigia dawn in my love
clear that the shadow knows TRAR expertise
possible by the generosity of its wisdom,
that dear and sweet always m'è.
MVIS! Cagliari, June 2008
The last lie
(Everyman)
course is also found that end,
they say, and maybe illusion
that brought it in the hands of the current
of life, and the true nature
should include to her appeal:
but the fact is also that life dreams.
should be made to everything you need,
this is some point in the end.
Yes, but it point of order, and recall
is more than one, the love that m'illude
for example, and the time in nature
it points out transcurrent in fury.
Now I am here with you need,
and it seems that I put in the pillory.
What I think - almost degenerates -
me everything remains stationary, and all end
end moves around me, em'illude
dazzled in the light of a recall?
saw as bias in the recall
a mirror of my face competitor
face with that of sole disillusioned
little by little even shame.
But it is also right that there should be ended.
I come to say? So in my nature
I'm going to tell the nature
of what has happened, and recall
a word that pairs fine
and is enough to harness the power
of all that this story longs
suspended on a wire in which deludes
this catastrophe: why, who deceives
the thread, depending on the nature
no time that only a carrion
I am? Ventriloquist rummage recall
el'istanza that inside lawyers,
speaks to me from the doorway, on the border
where the crux of the impending love 'end,
alien grace that orders and illusion,
as a shock of living current
electricity, and collecting nature
of desire that makes me recall
and says "I (...?)." the last lie.
m! Vis Cagliari, July 1, 2008.
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