The poetic penguin café (2.10)
The Ecstasy of Dancing Fleas
For the high sky fragrant with oranges
and with naked shirts at the window,
how dear the rush that overwhelms me
of late sun on my poor cheek.
Oh, to reopen to the affectionate lance,
to return a bird with youthful wings…
life, can you then still not hurt,
if you give me this incredible tip.
But you, heart, debris of storms
that never happened, what do you think, what do you say,
in the round dance of celestial orange?
If I could talk about it again with friends,
retrieving one evening your festivities,
naive motions, happy vanities.
Gesualdo Bufalino (1920 – 1996)
The Ecstasy Of Dancing Fleas (2008 Digital Remaster)
The Ecstasy of Dancing Fleas
For the high sky fragrant with oranges
and with naked shirts at the window,
how dear the rush that overwhelms me
of late sun on my poor cheek.
Oh, to reopen to the affectionate lance,
to return a bird with youthful wings…
life, can you then still not hurt,
if you give me this incredible tip.
But you, heart, debris of storms
that never happened, what do you think, what do you say,
in the round dance of celestial orange?
If I could talk about it again with friends,
retrieving one evening your festivities,
naive motions, happy vanities.
Gesualdo Bufalino (1920 – 1996)
The Ecstasy Of Dancing Fleas (2008 Digital Remaster)
asterisco
8 may 21
DeRank ™: 20,76
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