Un Duro Inumano Silenzio... "Estate"

Summer


It reappeared the woman narrowed-eyed

and body harvest, walking down the street.

She looked right reaching out,

in road building. All things are resurfaced.


In the light of the day away real estate

If the memory is broken. She raised

its simple face, and then look

It reappeared. The hand is held in the hand

and the distressing was that since then.

Everything has taken up the colours and life

at harvest, look at the mouth ajar.


She returned the anguish of days away

When all of a sudden real estate

of colors and warmth, emerged to looks

of those eyes subdued. She returned the anguish

No sweetness of lips parted

can soothe. A real estate heaven ' hosts

coldly, in those eyes.

Between calm memories

the subdued light of the time, it was a docile

already the moribund ' clouds and disappears.

You remember is broken. The agonizing handshake

light hand has reignited the colors

and summer and warmth under the viviclo sky.

But their mouths ajar and the gaze subdued

dan not a hard life that inhuman silence.

Cesare Pavese