Giovanni Domenico Tiepolo, Partenza di Pulcinella, 1797 Nowhere On earth Can I make Myself A home In every New Environment I encounter I find myself Longing For once upon a time… When it was already Familiar And since parting I’m always A stranger A newly born Returning from epochs lived to the brim Enjoying One …
René Magritte, La grande famille (The Great Family), 1963 I listen to a dove of other floods. D’altri diluvi una colomba ascolto. Go back to album – G. Ungaretti
Alfred Guillou, Farewell, 1892 At that moment when from the vertigo of promiscuity I shall raise myself into astonished sphere of limpidity and bear above the waves my light weight Grant me Lord to shipwreck at that too strong kiss of the young day. (Transl. by Joseph Cary) Allorché dal barbaglio delle promiscuità mi desterò …
Thomas Moran, Fingal’s cave, Island of Staffa, 1885 With the sea I have made for myself a coffin of freshness. (Transl. by Vivienne Suvini-Hand) Col mare mi sono fatto una bara di freschezza. Go back to album – G. Ungaretti
Guido Reni, St Sebastian, c. 1616 The soul is mad and worn. God, look upon our weakness. We would have some certainty. Do you now not even laugh at us? (Transl. by Carlo Luigi Golino) E’ folle e usata, l’anima. Dio, guarda la nostra debolezza. Vorremmo una certezza. Di noi nemmeno più ridi? Go back …
Giuseppe Ungaretti – E’ folle e usata, l’anima / The soul is mad and worn Read More »
Jack Vettriano, Elegy for A Dead Admiral, 1994 You appeared at the gate in a red dress to tell me you are the flame that consumes and yet still burns. Again a thorn from your carmine rose has pricked my finger so that I may taste my blood, as I have yours. Loitering at the …
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