A DARK NIGHT

Painting by Nan Rae – https://nanraestudio.com

a dark night

I don’t know if they are crickets
or cicadas,
the lamenting cicadas of a poet.

Tonight, they’re dazzled with the moon
a little, damaged guitars at every corner:
The Earth struggles,
is moaning, because
there are so many people in the world
who die uprooted, desperate,
like this cross of chatter in the air
that from intestines screams
and hammers at the ears.

Maria Nivea Zagarella, Sicily

Translation Germain Droogenbroodt – Stanley Barkan