musics centrifuged – musiche centrifugate – muzici centrifugate

valeriu dg barbu

trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian translations by me

the water mill, ye call Earth
bad flour settles in the air at an inch from the ground
prevents us the steps, we steal our shadow…
the good flour falls
milk and bread unborn children
buzz of prayers, roar, or lament of aspirations
are stone of mill – the miller is always hidden
light, not learned of eyes, is climbing and draws gods
on the sky beyond the sky
music back then, not to the ear, but
as grain mill that ye … the call Earth …

comes back then the music, not for ear
but wheat for mill that ye call Earth …


al mulino ad acqua, voi lo chiamate Terra,
farina cattiva si deposita nell’aria ad un centimetro da suolo
c’impedisce il passo, ci ruba le ombre…
quella buona scende
pane e latte per i bambini non ancora…

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