"I see the stars from flaming ,/.../ are immense and, in such a way / that point to their breasts are land and sea / ... / ... to my thought / that looks like then, or the offspring of man? " (Broom)
Giacomo Leopardi (1798-1837) - Infinity
written between 1819 and 1821 (it think between spring and autumn of 1819)
"Dark Valley 2004"
always fond of me was this hill and this hedge
that much of the last
horizon prevents me.
But as I sit and gaze,
boundless spaces beyond that, and superhuman
silences, and deepest quiet in
I thought I pretend, for just
where the heart is not alarmed. And as I hear the wind rustling through the trees
I
that infinite silence to this entry
comparing vo: and I am reminded of the eternal,
and the dead seasons and this
and alive, and the sound of it: So in this
immensity my thought is drowned:
and sweet to shipwreck in this sea.
always fond of me was this hill and this hedge
that much of the last
horizon prevents me.
But as I sit and gaze,
boundless spaces beyond that, and superhuman
silences, and deepest quiet in
I thought I pretend, for just
where the heart is not alarmed. And as I hear the wind rustling through the trees
I
that infinite silence to this entry
comparing vo: and I am reminded of the eternal,
and the dead seasons and this
and alive, and the sound of it: So in this
immensity my thought is drowned:
and sweet to shipwreck in this sea.
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