Monthly Archives: Ottobre 2012
Retrobottega
http://puntodidomanda.altervista.org/aa-vv-retrobottega-i-poeti-di-poiein-2010-edizioni-cfr-2011-pp-152-e-15/
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Poesie da mangiare
http://www.poiein.it/premi_letterari/Turoldo2009/Ambrosini/Ambrosini.htm
Anne Sexton
Mr. Mine by Anne Sexton
Notice how he has numbered the blue veins
in my breast. Moreover there are ten freckles.
Now he goes left. Now he goes right.
He is buiding a city, a city of flesh.
He’s an industrialist. He has starved in cellars
and, ladies and gentlemen, he’s been broken by iron,
by the blood, by the metal, by the triumphant
iron of his mother’s death. But he begins again.
Now he constructs me. He is consumed by the city.
From the glory of words he has built me up.
From the wonder of concrete he has molded me.
He has given me six hundred street signs.
The time I was dancing he built a museum.
He built ten blocks when I moved on the bed.
He constructed an overpass when I left.
I gave him flowers and he built an airport.
For traffic lights he handed at red and green
lollipops. Yet in my heart I am go children slow.
in my breast. Moreover there are ten freckles.
Now he goes left. Now he goes right.
He is buiding a city, a city of flesh.
He’s an industrialist. He has starved in cellars
and, ladies and gentlemen, he’s been broken by iron,
by the blood, by the metal, by the triumphant
iron of his mother’s death. But he begins again.
Now he constructs me. He is consumed by the city.
From the glory of words he has built me up.
From the wonder of concrete he has molded me.
He has given me six hundred street signs.
The time I was dancing he built a museum.
He built ten blocks when I moved on the bed.
He constructed an overpass when I left.
I gave him flowers and he built an airport.
For traffic lights he handed at red and green
lollipops. Yet in my heart I am go children slow.
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Se consideri le colpe – Andrea Bajani
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UNO
SI POLVERIZZA
ANCHE L’AMORE PIÙ PURO
LE ORE A ZAPPARE IL GIARDINO
E LA LAVANDA
I RICORDI
S’INCENERISCE L’ANIMA
LE SUE LE TUE RAGIONI
EFFERVESCENTI PALLONCINI
CHE NON SI VOGLIONO
TRATTENERE
TORNI MONADE
BELLA AL TUO CANTO.
Uno 1. Aggettivo numerale cardinale si tronca nella forma “un”; 2. Numero naturale che è successore di zero e rappresenta l’unità; 3. lett. Non diviso, unito; 4. Il numero uno; 5. Voto scolastico che, in una scala da 0 a 10, esprime un’insufficienza gravissima, prossima allo zero; 6. Tutt’uno, la stessa cosa, lo stesso, per indicare la stretta connessione in cui si considerano singole cose (oggetti, eventi ecc.); 7. Pronome indefinito; 8. Una certa persona, un tale, non identificati; 9. In correlazione con altro; 10. Per esprimere l’impersonale.
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