This is my translation of a poem written by Monica Viola, that I like very much…<\/p>\n
Cold
\nBy Monica Viola<\/p>\n
The cold the jump the embrace
\nthe cold the jump the embrace and the fatigue
\nof leaving.
\nNaked because born;
\nborn because
\nborn.
\nBorn I swim
\nnew, every day,
\nbecause I must.
\nEmpty I must leave.
\nWill you receive me in your embrace
\nwhen mine ends
\nmelt in a splash without echo and
\nwithout love?
\nYour mercy: freezing me in that instant
\nwhere I remain hanging in my flight;
\nI reject my beauty
\nall that\u2019s amiss
\nall that\u2019s been taken
\nI reject being empty.
\nI am not content, so I
\nfly
\naway
\nnaked
\nempty.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
This is my translation of a poem written by Monica Viola, that I like very much… Cold By Monica Viola The cold the jump the embrace the cold the jump the embrace and the fatigue of leaving. Naked because born; … Continue reading