Poesie - Lelio Porreca
Sepoltura
Non sotto terra ma in urna di marmo seppellitemi, come sospesa al cielo, col viso all’alto e i piedi alla montagna tra implorazione e affetti. E la cappella abbia intorno ampia cornice ché alcuna rondine scacciata vi fermi il nido, e daccanto le sia alto un cipresso che gli uccellini tremolando inviti a far l’amore.
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Burial
Not beneath the earth but in a marble urn Bury me, as if suspended by heaven, With my face looking upwards and my feet towards the mountain Between invocation and affection. Let the chapel have wide cornices about it So that some banished swallow Can affix its nest, And at the side let there be a tall cypress-tree Which quiveringly invites the birds To make love.
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English translation courtesy of Marion Apley Porreca |