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Leonardo Sinisgalli – La luce era gridata
Vincent Van Gogh (1853-1890), Passeggiata Al Chiaro Di Luna La luce era gridata a perdifiatole sere che il sole bassoarrossava
Sandro Penna – Mi adagio nel mattino
Eero Järnefelt, Saimi in the Meadow, 1892 I lay down in the spring morning, feel unruly dawns rising in me. I don’t know
Giorgio Caproni – Alba
Ramon Casas i Carbó, Au Moulin de la Galette, 1892 Amore mio, nei vapori d’un barall’alba, amore mio che invernolungo
Kobayashi Issa (1763-1827)
-Henry Ryland (1856–1924), Spring – It’s a world of sorrow:yet the cherry treesare in bloom. Mondo di sofferenza:eppure i ciliegisono
Fyodor Tyutchev – Amo i tuoi occhi / I love your eyes
Fabian Perez, The Embrace I love your eyes, my friend,With their fiery-wonderful game,When you lift them up suddenlyAnd, like lightning
Edgar Lee Masters – Mrs. Sibley
David Inshaw, Our Days Were a Joy and Our Paths Through Flowers, 1972 The secret of the stars, — gravitation.The
Sibilla Aleramo – Gaudio l’amarti
René-Xavier Prinet, The Kreutzer Sonata, 1901 Gaudio l’amarti,illimitato gaudiocredere al riso dei tuoi occhi,e vertigine ancorala certezza d’esser da te
Lord Byron – Ondeggia, Oceano / The Ocean
Thomas Moran, Moonlit Shipwreck at Sea, 1901 Roll on, thou deep and dark blue Ocean, roll! Ten thousand fleets sweep
Lord Byron – Non c’è figlia della bellezza / There be none of Beauty’s daughters
Michael Richard Putz, Orpheus and Eurydice, 1868 There be none of Beauty’s daughterswith a magic like Thee;and like music on
Nelo Risi, 1 +1=1
Edvard Munch, Two People – The Lonely Ones, 1899 Aloneone can but not much,one can drink alone, can sing alone,if one