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now we plummet toward the original spark

now we plummet toward the original spark

Five poems from Milo De Angelis' Last Stops of the Night Journey, translated from the Italian by Susan Stewart and Patrizio Ceccagnoli

five apartments

five apartments

Five poems by Carmen Gallo, translated from Italian by Livia Franchini

gazing towards the expanse

gazing towards the expanse

Three poems by Laura Pugno, translated from the Italian by Julia Nelsen

it gives the broken piece its meaning

it gives the broken piece its meaning

Three poems from Late Montale by Eugenio Montale, translated from Italian by George Bradley

I believe you’d call it fear

I believe you’d call it fear

lighted in its silence

lighted in its silence

The trumpets of a warlike hope

The trumpets of a warlike hope

comedy of flowers and of emptiness

comedy of flowers and of emptiness

the girl who was smoking

the girl who was smoking

And if you loved me—I thought—wouldn’t there be more tomorrow?

And if you loved me—I thought—wouldn’t there be more tomorrow?

We are planets with personality flaws

We are planets with personality flaws

every theater is an anatomical theater

every theater is an anatomical theater

who will quell our intense desire to solve

who will quell our intense desire to solve