Poem for August 11

August 11, 2012 § Leave a comment

Via Catalani

Of our room
only the room is left
from the door a muted passage
down all of good-bye and vice-versa.
In the mirror for some time the mercury
has surrendered a bluish line
touching the frame at the bottom
from the flowered bed over the marble
the distorted sight of the rift
where pleasure grew and vice-versa.
Only the room is left
of the room we used to be
levelled to the heart starting
from any point whatsoever
far better is the night
that also disappears
and vice-versa.



-Mia Lecomte, from For the Maintenance of Landscape: Selected Poems (Guernica, 2012 – a bilingual English-Italian edition translated by Johanna Bishop and Brenda Porster)

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