Memoriae divi morituri

I shall be what I have always
been.
Fire.
(Pagina 20)

And Then There Were None

One little soldier boy left all alone;
He went and hanged himself and then there were none.

Solo, il soldatino, in un bosco se ne andò: a un pino s’impiccò, e nessuno ne restò.

(Pagina 28)

Rhapsody of a Windy Night

“[…] The bed is open; the tooth-brush hangs on the wall,
Put your shoes at the door, sleep, prepare for life.”
The last twist of the knife.

Preludes

You dozed, and watched the night revealing
The thousand sordid images
Of which your soul was constituted [...].

Portrait of a Lady

“Yet with these April sunsets, that somehow recall
My buried life, and Paris in the Spring,
I feel immeasurably at peace, and find the world
To be wonderful and youthful, after all.”

The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock

There will be time, there will be time
[…]
And time yet for a hundred indecisions,
And for a hundred visions and revisions,
Before the taking of a toast and tea.

The Rime of the Ancient Mariner

At lenght did cross an Albatross,
Thorough the fog it came […].

Alla fine ci incrociò un albatros,
Arrivò attraverso la nebbia […].

My Lover Asks Me

My lover asks me:
"What is the difference between me and the sky?"
The difference, my love,
Is that when you laugh,
I forget about the sky.

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Winter Outlook by wotawota on DeviantArt

Tea on the table
I look out of my window
Just snow in the air

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Poem number 939

When I see not, I better see -
Through Faith - my Hazel Eye
Has periods of shutting -
But, No lid has Memory -

For often, all my sense obscured
I equally behold
As someone held a light unto
The Features so beloved -

And I arise - and in my Dream -
Do Thee distinguished Grace -
Till jealous Daylight interrupt -
And mar thy perfectness -

If I can stop one Heart from breaking

If I can stop one Heart from breaking
I shall not live in vain
If I can ease one Life the Aching
Or cool one Pain

Or help one fainting Robin
Unto his Nest again
I shall not live in Vain.

Se io potrò impedire a un Cuore di spezzarsi
Non avrò vissuto invano
Se allevierò il Dolore di una Vita
O guarirò una Pena

O aiuterò un Pettirosso caduto
A rientrare nel Nido
Non avrò vissuto invano.

Emily Dickinson