{"id":4341,"date":"2014-06-21T01:31:46","date_gmt":"2014-06-20T23:31:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/poetamatusel.com\/?p=4341"},"modified":"2014-06-21T01:31:46","modified_gmt":"2014-06-20T23:31:46","slug":"dawn-in-mid-june-alba-di-meta-giugno","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.poetamatusel.org\/?p=4341","title":{"rendered":"DAWN IN MID-JUNE *** ALBA DI MET\u00c0 GIUGNO"},"content":{"rendered":"

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DAWN IN MID-JUNE <\/p>\n

And dawn is a confounded time,
\nwhen I lie in bed for only minutes,
\nbefore the wretched morning bell
\nawakes me with its taunting toll.
\nA sparrow fallen from its nest,
\nonly weighing scarcely ounces,
\nlooks like fodder for the neighbour\u2019s
\nwell-fed cat that kills my blackbirds.
\nYet, although so very vulnerable,
\nit stands equal chances of survival
\nas this big man \u2013 full hundredweight!
\nThis man who welcomes anything,
\neven the slightest early breeze,
\nto upset morning\u2019s damned routines,
\nheavy breakfast (dog watching, eager),
\ndaily dose of drugs to temporarily
\npatch up half-rotten stomachs,
\nin the waiting rooms of the definitive
\nrotting of the all the rest of this. And
\nall the time hearing in the background
\nthat teasing elevator pseudo-music \u2013
\nthat promises ungiveable gifts from you. <\/p>\n

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ALBA DI MET\u00c0 GIUGNO<\/p>\n

E l\u2019alba \u00e8 un momento dannato,
\nquando resto a letto per minuti,
\nprima che quella maledetta prima
\ncampana mi provochi di rintocchi.
\nPasserotto caduto gi\u00f9 dal nido,
\nnon pesa che pochissimi grammi
\ne sembra cibo per il gatto pasciuto
\ndel vicino, che mi uccide i merli.
\nEppure, bench\u00e9 vulnerabilissimo,
\nha le stesse probabilit\u00e0 di vivere
\ndi questo omone, tonda quintalata!
\nQuest\u2019uomo che accoglie qualsiasi
\ncosa, anche la pi\u00f9 tenue brezza,
\nche possa scompigliare malefiche
\nroutine di forti colazioni (cane che
\nosserva attento), solita pastiglietta,
\nper rattoppare, provvisoriamente,
\nuno stomaco ormai mezzo marcio,
\nnelle sale d\u2019aspetto del definitivo
\nmarcire dell\u2019insieme. Ascoltando
\nsempre in sottofondo la musica
\nda ascensore di promesse di doni
\nda te interamente non donabili. <\/p>\n

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