We are like paper

We are like paper.

We are good as long as our blood boils,

breaks and used for everything.

When our fibers begin

to breakdown they throw us away

like nothing.

What we have given is spent.

Ferruccio Brugnaro (Italy, 1936-) translated by Kevin Bongiorni and Reinhold Grimm, from “Vogliono cacciarci sotto. Un operaio e la sua poesia”, Verona, Bertani, 1975.

Cover: Raffaello Sanzio, detail of the performance ‘The Parthenon Methopes’ at Art Basel 2016, ph. Diana Marrone