martedì 27 aprile 2021

Sheni *

Il pianoforte racconta 
dalla stanza qui accanto 
d'un pomeriggio piovoso 
e pigro di sospensione 
dopo la seconda Pasqua ** 
per trovare tra le spine 
d'un tempo aggrovigliato 
un'inedita purezza 
antica come il mondo, 
sotto la luna immensa 
al di là delle nuvole 
che insegna a risplendere 
anche se non osservati. 


* “Secondo” in ebraico 
** Pesach Sheni, la seconda Pasqua ebraica. Si tratta di una ricorrenza che si celebra esattamente un mese dopo la tradizionale Pasqua ebraica, dedicata a tutti coloro che non sono riusciti a celebrarla.

venerdì 23 aprile 2021

Hurly-burly

 

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I have to remember what I was, to learn what I will become 
I have to remember what I knew, before knowing more   

You said it is my end and that I’m going to drift, ebbing all behind 
That I have only to chose my heir, to give the few I had    

But I don’t agree with you in the sleepless night 
no I don’t believe it is already the time 
to covet the invites to try again to live 
you always have been a doom for me   

During the night your words hurly-burly are 
they burden over me, I’ve got heavy heart 
but I have to brave the possible mistakes 
without being frightened cause of your utterance     

I have to remember  all the times you pushed me in the dark 
I’ve not to surrender to your attempt to make me feel apart 

But I don’t agree with you in the sleepless night 
no I don’t believe it is already the time 
to covet the invites to try again to live 
you always have been a doom for me   

During the night your words hurly-burly are 
they burden over me, I’ve got heavy heart 
but I have to brave the possible mistakes 
without being frightened cause of your utterance

martedì 13 aprile 2021

I skim my soul

 

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What else to say  if anybody is now praying  
for the coming back of spring  today 
It’s time to erase all my past sad mistakes 
to reckon with a new way I claim   

I skim my soul before it shrivels in the hope 
before marreding all my words to call 
I solemnize  this passage from the night 
into a new bright slide  of life   

Springtime is a part of me 
a sort of old sovereignty 
it suddenly can change my dreams 
and make them clear 

Springtime can remember me  
what I am and what I’ve been 
while I’m trying to bedim 
all my sins   

In early morning I hear birds chirping 
and darkness unwieldy decreases  
I have to outwit  before the time can win 
the best trickster is  its tick    

But how to become cunning when you are 
only a poisoned heart with two arms 
The answer is right into the new spring 
that comes back always draughty  

Springtime is a part of me 
a sort of old sovereignty 
it suddenly can change my dreams 
and make them clear 

Springtime can remember me  
what I am and what I’ve been 
while I’m trying to bedim 
all my sins

23rd March 2021

venerdì 9 aprile 2021

Consecrate somehow

 

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It seems the middle of autumn, but spring is full here 
I walk among the dead leaves, but flowers hem the hill 

And I can scry through the dark water the time 
So I imbibe every cold drop from the sky 

I need to consecrate somehow my life 
Don’t want to forbid my soul to fly high 

And the only place I can gaze at myself 
It is the wood the most sacred shelter 

I remember when I was a young boy 
When my granny said to smell full of joy 
The smell of the first violets after the rain has blessed the land 

Now I have got inside too much noise 
Continually I dabble in unless toys 
And I see the seers predict only fear if I can’t change that being a wanderer 

Water seems to become lukewarm if I accept 
To let it descend over my body and legs 

So lave my embodiment and I try 
To reach a form that is more purified 

I remember when I was a young boy 
When my granny said to smell full of joy 
The smell of the first violets after the rain has blessed the land 

Now I have got inside too much noise 
Continually I dabble in unless toys 
 And I see the seers predict only fear if I can’t change that being a wanderer