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Elisa Biagini

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THE DARKNESS DRIES UP

The darkness dries up
the drops of your
breath:

all
the round, fullness of the
world is here

in the bed, that
plateful of
evaporated words.

© Translation: 2006, Elisa Biagini

THE DARKNESS DRIES UP

Il buio secca
le gocce al tuo
respiro:

tutto
il tondo del
mondo è qui

nel letto, quel
piatto di
parole evaporate.

© 2007, Elisa Biagini
From: Cappuccio Rosso
Publisher: Einaudi,

Elisa Biagini

Elisa Biagini

After having studied and taught for several years in the United States, Elisa Biagini now lives in Florence. Her poetry which she writes in both Italian and English, has appeared in anthologies as well as in various Italian and American journals such as Poesia, Linea d’ombra, Atelier, and Rattapallax. A translator from English (of Alicia Ostriker, Sharon Olds, Lucile Clifton amongst others), sh...

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MENDED NERVES

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MORGUE

YOU SHOW ME YOUR WOUNDS, AS A SOLDIER

I TRANSLATE YOUR LIFE

TIGHT SO

LOSE YOURSELF, CHILD

WHEN YOU DISCOVER THOSE LONG CUTS

THROUGH THE PATH

THE VOICE DOES NOT CONNECT, DOES NOT

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THE DARKNESS DRIES UP

The darkness dries up
the drops of your
breath:

all
the round, fullness of the
world is here

in the bed, that
plateful of
evaporated words.

© 2006, Elisa Biagini
From: Cappuccio Rosso

THE DARKNESS DRIES UP

The darkness dries up
the drops of your
breath:

all
the round, fullness of the
world is here

in the bed, that
plateful of
evaporated words.

© 2006, Elisa Biagini

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