The Love

 

A wet flower

Fleshy sweet.

Strongly fastened

an azure flower

a flower made of fire.

Fastened the flower

yellow of trench.

Barely painted by dawn

between obscure, sharp bushes.

Fasten it

and keep an eye

on the snake

around

inside

always.

 

 

Ferruccio Brugnaro, Le Stelle Chiare di queste notti, Campanotto Editore, Udine page 32

Translation Diana Marrone, Slow Words

 

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