Poesie inserite da Silvana Stremiz

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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
Of Bronze - and Blaze -
The North - Tonight -
So adequate - it forms -
So preconcerted with itself -
So distant - to alarms -
And Unconcern so sovereign
To Universe, or me -
Infects my simple spirit
With Taints of Majesty -
Till I take vaster attitudes -
And strut upon my stem -
Disdaining Men, and Oxygen,
For Arrogance of them -
My Splendors, are Menagerie -
But their Completeless Show
Will entertain the Centuries
When I, am long ago,
An Island in dishonored Grass -
Whom none but Daisies, know.
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    How the old Mountains drip with Sunset
    How the Hemlocks burn -
    How the Dun Brake is draped in Cinder
    By the Wizard Sun -
    How the old Steeples hand the Scarlet
    Till the Ball is full -
    Have I the lip of the Flamingo
    That I dare to tell?

    Then, how the Fire ebbs like Billows -
    Touching all the Grass
    With a departing - Sapphire - feature -
    As a Duchess passed -

    How a small Dusk crawls on the Village
    Till the Houses blot
    And the odd Flambeau, no men carry
    Glimmer on the Street -

    How it is Night - in Nest and Kennel -
    And where was the Wood -
    Just a Dome of Abyss is Bowing
    Into Solitude -

    These are the Visions flitted Guido -
    Titian - never told -
    Domenichino dropped his pencil -
    Paralyzed, with Gold.
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      I got so I could hear his name -
      Without - Tremendous gain -
      That Stop-sensation - on my Soul -
      And Thunder - in the Room -
      I got so I could walk across
      That Angle in the floor,
      Where he turned so, and I turned - how -
      And all our Sinew tore -

      I got so I could stir the Box -
      In which his letters grew
      Without that forcing, in my breath -
      As Staples - driven through -

      Could dimly recollect a Grace -
      I think, they call it "God" -
      Renowned to ease Extremity -
      When Formula, had failed -

      And shape my Hands -
      Petition's way,
      Thò ignorant of a word
      That Ordination - utters -

      My Business, with the Cloud,
      If any Power behind it, be,
      Not subject to Despair -
      It care, in some remoter way,
      For so minute affair
      As Misery -
      Itself, too vast, for interrupting - more.
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        How noteless Men, and Pleiads, stand,
        Until a sudden sky
        Reveals the fact that One is rapt
        Forever from the Eye -
        Members of the Invisible,
        Existing, while we stare,
        In Leagueless Opportunity,
        O'ertakenless, as the Air -

        Why did'nt we detain Them?
        The Heavens with a smile,
        Sweep by our disappointed Heads
        Without a syllable -.
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          'Tis so appalling - it exhilarates -
          So over Horror, it half Captivates -
          The Soul stares after it, secure -
          To know the worst, leaves no dread more -
          To scan a Ghost, is faint -
          But grappling, conquers it -
          How easy, Torment, now -
          Suspense kept sawing so -

          The Truth, is Bald, and Cold -
          But that will hold -
          If any are not sure -
          We show them - prayer -
          But we, who know,
          Stop hoping, now -

          Looking at Death, is Dying -
          Just let go the Breath -
          And not the pillow at your Cheek
          So Slumbereth -

          Others, Can wrestle -
          Your's, is done -
          And so of Wo, bleak dreaded - come,
          It sets the Fright at liberty -
          And Terror's free -
          Gay, Ghastly, Holiday!
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            I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
            And Mourners to and fro
            Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
            That Sense was breaking through -
            And when they all were seated,
            A Service, like a Drum -
            Kept beating - beating - till I thought
            My Mind was going numb -

            And then I heard them lift a Box
            And creak across my Soul
            With those same Boots of Lead, again,
            Then Space - began to toll,

            As all the Heavens were a Bell,
            And Being, but an Ear,
            And I, and Silence, some strange Race
            Wrecked, solitary, here -

            And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
            And I dropped down, and down -
            And hit a World, at every plunge,
            And Finished knowing - then.
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              Annoda i Lacci alla mia Vita, Signore,
              Poi, sarò pronta ad andare!
              Solo un'occhiata ai Cavalli -
              In fretta! Potrà bastare!
              Mettimi dal lato più sicuro -
              Così non cadrò -
              Visto che dobbiamo cavalcare verso il Giudizio -
              E una parte, è in discesa -
              Ma non mi curo dei precipizi -
              E non mi curo del Mare -
              Sorretta saldamente nell'Immortale Corsa -
              Dalla mia stessa Scelta, e da Te -
              Addio alla Vita che ho vissuto -
              E al Mondo che ho conosciuto -
              E Baciate le Colline, per me, basta una volta -
              Ora - sono pronta ad andare!
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                Tie the Strings to my Life, My Lord,
                Then, I am ready to go!
                Just a look at the Horses -
                Rapid! That will do!
                Put me in on the firmest side -
                So I shall never fall -
                For we must ride to the Judgment -
                And it's partly, down Hill -

                But never I mind the steepest -
                And never I mind the Sea -
                Held fast in Everlasting Race -
                By my own Choice, and Thee -

                Goodbye to the Life I used to live -
                And the World I used to know -
                And kiss the Hills, for me, just once -
                Now - I am ready to go!
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                  A Shady friend - for Torrid days -
                  Is easier to find -
                  Than one of higher temperature
                  For Frigid - hour of Mind -
                  The Vane a little to the East -
                  Scares Muslin souls - away -
                  If Broadcloth Hearts are firmer -
                  Than those of Organdy -

                  Who is to blame? The Weaver?
                  Ah, the bewildering thread!
                  The Tapestries of Paradise
                  So notelessly - are made.
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