Vincenzo Cardarelli – Alla deriva / Adrift
Antonio Mancini, Resting, 1887 I myself have punished life by living it.Till where my heart could bearI boldly ventured.Now my day is no elsethan a sterile repetitionof ill habitsand I wish I could set free from the black circle.Once I make it to dawn,a fancy takes hold of me, a cravingof not to sleep.And I …