“Milano ” and “Rome in November” – two contemporary poems
Rome in NovemberMassimiliano Giannocco translated by Stefania Lucchetti from the poetry collection Quando il mare è mosso How beautiful is Rome in November,its limbs suspended between the morning hazeand the dim autumn sun,the sky’s shifting expressions impressedin patches of tears still half-asleep,upon the veined benches of the gardens.The foliage is a carpet of apparent death,God […]