Mute remains destiny in poets’ verses
Mind
invaded stays silent and
day after
day man disappears .
And it’s so
vain every
poem,
every glare
at the green
estuary
of the
river.
Mute
remains
destiny
in poets’
verses.
Unknown
Unknown.
Her eyes
of swamp water.
by Alessandro Panciroli
Translation by Ipazia
Grazie, Ipa, mi sembrano belle anche in inglese.
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