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Salvatore Quasimodo

Ibycus (Ibico) – Come il vento del nord rosso di fulmini / Dry North wind

Giovanni Bellini, Orpheus, c. 1515 In spring Cydonian apple-trees,watered by fountains ever flowingthrough crofts unmown of maiden goddesses,and young vines, ’neath the shadeof shooting tendrils, tranquilly are growing.Meanwhile for me, Love, never laidin slumber, like a north wind glowingwith Thracian lightnings, still doth dartblood-parching madness on my heart,from Kupris hurtling, stormful, wild,lording the man as …

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Salvatore Quasimodo – Poesia d’amore / Love poem

William-Adolphe Bouguereau, A Young Girl Defending Herself Against Eros, 1880 The wind sways exultant, and bears leaves on the trees in the Park, there is grass already around the walls of the Castle, barges of sand thread the Naviglio Grande. Irritating, unhinged, it’s a day that turns to ice like any other, it goes on, …

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