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Zanarella, Michela: Father (Padre in English)

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Padre (Italian)

Padre,
mi vanto del colore e del suono
che ridendo rincorri
per stagioni e grembi di luce.
Dico alla pelle
quanto entrambi affondiamo radici
in estro e città.
Occupi sempre più
il profondo del mio giocare alla vita,
quello spazio di somiglianza calda
alle vetrine di un sogno.
In parte nel tuo asfalto di uomo
cerco vapori d’eterno orgoglio,
quel silenzio che so
veliero di grande calore.



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Father (English)

Father,
I boast of the color and of the sound
that, laughing, you pursue
across seasons and wombs of light.
I say to the skin
how much we both sink roots
into impulse and cities.
You always occupy more
depth of my playing at life,
that space of  warm similarity
to the glass cabinets of a dream.
In part, in your asphalt of man
I seek vapors of everlasting pride,
that silence that I know,
sailing ship of great warmth.



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