The tenderness of snow – La tenerezza della neve -Tandrețea zăpezii

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The tenderness of snow is fake this time
The sky is dressed as a bride who runs away

A candlestick cold shuts down over sunset
I’ve never seen snow before, the snowflakes are nails
target aiming my eyes, forehead, they carve new names
for solitudes hoary…

Then, from the black womb comes the dawn of basalt
and too late the light… cure fears

these tiny white balls are the prayers of children
We, those with the experience, we will not receive answer,
like the blind birds we will cross worlds of water and smoke
deprived also of this latter false tenderness


La tenerezza della neve stavolta è finta
Il cielo è vestito come una sposa che scappa via

Un candelabro freddo si spegne oltre tramonto
non ho mai visto neve da un tempo, gli fiocchi di neve son unghie
mirando miei occhi, la fronte, intagliando nuovi nomi

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