Tag: poesia americana

da: A village life

di Louise Glück

traduzione di Viola Di Grado


It’s very dark today; through the rain,
the mountain isn’t visible. The only sound
is rain, driving life underground.
And with the rain, cold comes.
There will be no moon tonight, no stars.… Leggi il resto »

The Two (I due)

di Philip Levine traduzione di Lisa Sammarco

When he gets off work at Packard, they meet
outside a diner on Grand Boulevard. He’s tired,
a bit depressed, and smelling the exhaustion
on his own breath, he kisses her carefully
on her left cheek.… Leggi il resto »