Franco Gentilini, Nudo con gatto, 1964 There is a hole in heaven’s quiltabove it an oblong white window closesthe frost seeps in through too tender glassesthe wood meltsinto the flamesinside there’s a melody that goes upa melody that goes down – the cat likes it too. (Transl. by D. Foglia) C’è un foro nella tessitura celestesopra si …
Antonio Porta – C’è un foro nella tessitura celeste / There’s a hole Read More »
Edward Hopper, Excursion into philosophy, 1959 We’ll sleep togethertonight,my woman,in great lust.We’ll complete what we started time ago,and never finished.You and I in an embrace suitable for the worst bloodline.You and I in a martyr kissof the worst kind.Will we endor will we end to love each other?Barefoot whores are waiting for me out there,naked, with …
Oliviero Ortodeo – Dormiremo insieme / We’ll sleep together Read More »
Claudio Bonichi, Conversazione interrotta, 2010 He waits for me in the mirror,as in an old tale about biased insanity,rarely does he look at me– I also know well the contempt he interchanges with fear –from the beginning we are together and we’ll certainly be until the last closing,when we leavefor that nothing which belongs to us …
Elio Pecora – M’attende nello specchio / He waits for me in the mirror Read More »
Martin Rico y Ortega, San Lorenzo River with the Campanile of San Giorgio dei greci, Venice, c. 1900 Why be ashamed? When one has done time,if they let one out, it’s because like everybody elsewho belongs to the streets, one has been in prison. From morning till evening we wander the avenueswhether it’s raining or …
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