Poem
Elisa Biagini
WHEN YOU DISCOVER THOSE LONG CUTS
When you discover those long cuts,sheets of paper or blade of grass,
you barely touch
and it’s full blood:
your words
straight to the dead zones
the shaded areas
thin and silent as needles,
I find myself covered
and didn’t know.
© Translation: 2004, Elisa Biagini
WHEN YOU DISCOVER THOSE LONG CUTS
Quando scopri quei tagli lunghi,
fogli di carta o fili d’erba
che basta un solo tocco
ed è già sangue:
le tue parole
dritte ai punti morti
al luoghi in ombra
sottili e silenziose come aghi,
mi trovo ricoperta
e non sapevo.
fogli di carta o fili d’erba
che basta un solo tocco
ed è già sangue:
le tue parole
dritte ai punti morti
al luoghi in ombra
sottili e silenziose come aghi,
mi trovo ricoperta
e non sapevo.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
From: L’Ospite Go
Publisher: Einaudi,
From: L’Ospite Go
Publisher: Einaudi,
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WHEN YOU DISCOVER THOSE LONG CUTS
When you discover those long cuts,sheets of paper or blade of grass,
you barely touch
and it’s full blood:
your words
straight to the dead zones
the shaded areas
thin and silent as needles,
I find myself covered
and didn’t know.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
From: L’Ospite Go
From: L’Ospite Go
WHEN YOU DISCOVER THOSE LONG CUTS
When you discover those long cuts,sheets of paper or blade of grass,
you barely touch
and it’s full blood:
your words
straight to the dead zones
the shaded areas
thin and silent as needles,
I find myself covered
and didn’t know.
© 2004, Elisa Biagini
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