Pagine di poesia

Sept. 11, 2001

A sweet morning in autumn
full of light
Suddenly something
has trembled into my hearth
a desire to weep
without a reason
And a boundless cry
made with thousand
thousand and thousand voices
has rent the blue
and the whole world halted
whitout speech
The horrid monster, such of
most terrible nightmares of baby girl
waked up, only to harm
just to bring an horror
greater
within us, citizens of a world
which always is searching only for Love

Maria Annunziata Bertagnolio translated by Berto Lunizzi