by Alex Valente
Original Italian by Biancamaria Frabotta (1946 – ), ‘L’estate delle stelle…’
The summer of stars less striking
encouraged locals and strangers
to hope in a return of ancient climates.
On the yellow grass unstable in the sparse
humours drinks remained half-full
another fuel to have sleepless nights.
Improvised astrophiles scoped the sky
and its changes in the small lenses
pointed towards stellar monuments.
Padding their steps in the leftover darkness
catching the scent of appearance of less
bright ones beyond the shadow cone
where virtues station imperfectly
the humanity of those times
headed out hunting for new lights
and in the lens that returned
those reversed unearthed bodies
it lost the sought after clarity.