[The rain brings me back] by Patrizia Cavalli

December 13, 2008

The rain brings me back

the dispersed pieces

of my friends, it presses down

flights too high, it slows down escapes and closes

on the side of the windows, finally,

time.

translated from the Italian by Judith Baumel

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  • 1. neilina  |  December 14, 2008 at 6:09 am

    Oh I love rain and this one is wonderful!

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