Classic and Contemporary Poetry
WHITE ON WHITE, by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI Poet's Biography First Line: The nocturnal honey that glides down from the flanks of the pincio hill | ||||||||
The nocturnal honey that glides down from the flanks of the Pincio hill ruffles through and messes up my distant nebulosities, it shakes out defunct flags and pollinates against all hope the image-ideas that have your name as their coat-of-arms. As for you, my troubled symphony, my leprosy-corroded fresco, drink in this silent orgy, I tell you, face up to confession. Were you ever alive, were you ever real, did you ever draw a breath? Could dogs have bitten you, did you ever drink the waters of this earth? Everything is white on white, ghost, legend, or madness, fata morgana, Hamlet, the delirium of a feverish twenty-year-old. Your body leaves no more shadow than the March wind, and you leave footprints on my heart lighter than a doe's. Used by permission of Story Line Press. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PURE DUST by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE AEGEAN by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE COMET by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE CONVENT IN '45 by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE DUOMO by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE FIGUREHEAD by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE MERCIFUL SHORE by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE STAR OF FREE WILL: 10 by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE STAR OF FREE WILL: 6 by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI THE STAR OF FREE WILL: 7 by MARIA LUISA SPAZIANI |
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