Le finestre di Kavafis, 29 aprile
(In these dark rooms where I spend stuffy days, I grope for windows)
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Le finestre
In queste tenebrose camere, dove vivo
giorni grevi, di qua di là m’aggiro
per trovare finestre
( sarà scampo se una finestra s’apre).
Ma finestre non si trovano, o non so
trovarle. Meglio non trovarle, forse.
Forse sarà la luce altra tortura.
Chi sa che cose nuove mostrerà.
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The Windows
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In these darkened rooms, where I spend
oppresive days, I pace to and fro
to find the windows. — When a window
opens, it will be a consolation. —
But the windows cannot be found, or I cannot
find them. And maybe it is best that I do not find them.
Maybe the light will be a new tyranny.
Who knows what new things it will reveal.
oppresive days, I pace to and fro
to find the windows. — When a window
opens, it will be a consolation. —
But the windows cannot be found, or I cannot
find them. And maybe it is best that I do not find them.
Maybe the light will be a new tyranny.
Who knows what new things it will reveal.
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K.K., 1903
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distant as Allan Kaprov, 25 aprile
collection of things I never understood, 28 aprile
My unhappy area of silence, 26 aprile
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