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Windy evening in my Town
In the evening that is thickening in the country, the wind glides quickly down the slope and spreads more down between the houses.
Merge onto the narrow ancient names,
it bloats into dead ends,
it rears up on the roofs,
steps over the cornices and parapets, whistling through the chimneys and antennas,
strikes on the main square
and sprinkles the pavement by confetti of last carnival,
It rummages impatient among gardens, dig angrily in the gorges,
finally he comes out where the village end,
it fillet on the abyss,
finds its path and lose itself in the night.
Sitting on the sofa, my half-closed eyes, my mind waiting for the crash,
I get a blast of icy air that falls on the ashes of yesterday and spreads over the room.
Out there the storm rages,
presses on the glass door that shields my drowsy waking,
torches on the wall near the branches of the lemon which has its roots at the well. Snap like whips cloths hung out to dry on the wire that runs along the wall.
If I pull the curtain which filters the spectral light of the streetlamps,
I see a pastel green wall illuminated by the globe at sunset lights.
You do not hear voices nor steps on the road, no one knocks on the old door, it's not the time for gifts in this darkened night of the storm.
In the wind threatening truces,
rend my heart with Albinoni's Adagio in G minor,and I escaped from the wreck, in the darkness advancing.
V_M_ (Ambrosia) |
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