Poems of Giuseppe Ungaretti (1888-1970)
VIGIL
Top Four December 23, 1915
whole night
thrown to a teammate near
massacred
with
gritted his mouth once
full moon with the congestion
of his hands
penetrated
I wrote in my silence
letters full of love
I've never been so
attached to life
ARE A CREATURE
1916
As of this stone
S. Michele
so cold so hard so
well drained
refractory
So totally disheartened
As this stone is my cry that is not seen
Death
of rebate
living
Paul Gaugin "Where we come from? What are we? Where are we going? " 1897 "Where We Come From?" What we are? Where are we going? "
MORNING
Santa Maria La Longa January 26, 1917
M'illumino
of immense.
SOLDIERS
Woods Courton July 1918
It is as
autumn trees
leaves.
Poetry Salvatore Quasimodo (1901-1968)
ED NOW
Everyone is just the heart of the earth
pierced by a ray of sunshine:
and is now evening.
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