Dopo tanta
nebbia
a una
a una
si svelano
le stelle

Respiro
il fresco
che mi lascia
il colore del cielo

Mi riconosco
immagine
passeggera

Presa in un giro
Immortale

Bosco di Courton, Luglio 1918

Serenity

After so much
fog
one
by one
the stars unveil
themselves

I breathe in
the coolness
of that color
the sky leaves in me

I recognize myself
just as a passing
image

Taken on
a ride of immortality

(Translated from Italian by Wally Swist)

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