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Dylan Thomas – Orecchi ascoltano nelle torrette / Ears in the turrets hear

Karl Wilhelm Diefenbach, Isle of the Dead, 1905 ca Ears in the turrets hearHands grumble on the door,Eyes in the gables seeThe fingers at the locks.Shall I unbolt or stayAlone till the day I dieUnseen by stranger-eyesIn this white house?Hands, hold you poison or grapes?Beyond this island boundBy a thin sea of fleshAnd a bone …

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Dylan Thomas – Resta immobile, dormi nella bonaccia / Lie still, sleep becalmed

Ivan Aivazovsky, The black sea at night, 1879 Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat On the silent sea we have heard the sound That came from the wound wrapped in the salt sheet. Under the mile off moon we trembled listening To the sea …

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Emily Dickinson – Il gelo della morte era sul vetro / The Frost of Death was on the Pane

Ford Madox Brown, The last of England, 1855 The Frost of Death was on the Pane –  “Secure your Flower” said he. Like Sailors fighting with a Leak We fought Mortality. Our passive Flower we held to Sea – To Mountain – To the Sun – Yet even on his Scarlet shelf To crawl the …

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