Today's poem is by Isacco Turina

To Who Comes Near

Simply, a sea gull's step
will cross the rooms of your sea.
A sphere shines, moon-like; the drawers
are empty: inside the pendulum clock
you've shut corals
and wet postcards. There is one key
too many in the ring. Like water
that overflows, a key white and without a place
will let one who comes near know
the playing will last long along the shore.

translated by Emmanuel Di Pasqaule

Copyright © 2006 Isacco Turina, Emmanuel Di Pasqaule All rights reserved
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