Poem
Elisa Biagini
MENDED NERVES
Mended nervesamong fog, paperwork, jackets
twisted fingers
(veins and arteries intersected)
and afterwards tension on the wire, in the pen:
cakes are active mines at distance,
every spaghetto a knot, a new debt.
Your world stuck between the lenses,
you, a condo
crumbling in a moment.
© Translation: 2004, Elisa Biagini
MENDED NERVES
I nervi ricuciti
tra la nebbia, le pratiche, le giacche
le dita accavallate
(vene e arterie incrociate)
e dopo la tensione nel filo, nella penna:
le torte a distanza mine attive,
ogni spaghetto un nodo, un nuovo debito.
Il tuo mondo incastrato tra le lenti,
tu condominio
che crolla in un istante.
tra la nebbia, le pratiche, le giacche
le dita accavallate
(vene e arterie incrociate)
e dopo la tensione nel filo, nella penna:
le torte a distanza mine attive,
ogni spaghetto un nodo, un nuovo debito.
Il tuo mondo incastrato tra le lenti,
tu condominio
che crolla in un istante.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
From: L’Ospite Go
Publisher: Einaudi,
From: L’Ospite Go
Publisher: Einaudi,
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MENDED NERVES
Mended nervesamong fog, paperwork, jackets
twisted fingers
(veins and arteries intersected)
and afterwards tension on the wire, in the pen:
cakes are active mines at distance,
every spaghetto a knot, a new debt.
Your world stuck between the lenses,
you, a condo
crumbling in a moment.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
From: L’Ospite Go
From: L’Ospite Go
MENDED NERVES
Mended nervesamong fog, paperwork, jackets
twisted fingers
(veins and arteries intersected)
and afterwards tension on the wire, in the pen:
cakes are active mines at distance,
every spaghetto a knot, a new debt.
Your world stuck between the lenses,
you, a condo
crumbling in a moment.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
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