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The Second HumpVolume IMay 2010-April 2011

Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, May 1, 2011. Poems by Alda Merini. Translated by Claudia Rey. I poeti lavorano di notte. I poeti lavorano di notte. Quando il tempo non urge su di loro,. Quando tace il rumore della folla. E termina il linciaggio delle ore. I poeti lavorano nel buio. Come falchi notturni od usignoli. E temono di offendere Iddio. Ma i poeti, nel loro silenzio. Fanno ben più rumore. Di una dorata cupola di stelle. Poets work at night. When time does not press on them. Che ben s.

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Greetings from.the Road to Nowhere. Sunday, May 1, 2011. Poems by Alda Merini. Translated by Claudia Rey. I poeti lavorano di notte. I poeti lavorano di notte. Quando il tempo non urge su di loro,. Quando tace il rumore della folla. E termina il linciaggio delle ore. I poeti lavorano nel buio. Come falchi notturni od usignoli. E temono di offendere Iddio. Ma i poeti, nel loro silenzio. Fanno ben più rumore. Di una dorata cupola di stelle. Poets work at night. When time does not press on them. Che ben s.

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