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Photo by Germain Droogenbroodt, <\/em>Santa Maria Navarrese, Sardinia<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n For M. P.<\/em><\/p>\n A friend had told him about it: Yesterday (years later), in another place, in another city, And, in a little while, where will this memory end? Paolo Valesio, <\/strong>Italia <\/strong>(1939) <\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Photo by Germain Droogenbroodt, Santa Maria Navarrese, Sardinia Memories belong to no one For M. P. A friend had told him about it: when her sister\u2019s coffin had entered the church and \u201cexactly at that moment,\u201d a ray of sunshine from the sky (was it spring?), so far cloudy, had split the nave in two. […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":4630,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_wp_rev_ctl_limit":""},"categories":[33],"tags":[49,48,47],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4629"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4629"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4629\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4633,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/4629\/revisions\/4633"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/4630"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4629"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=4629"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.point-editions.com\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=4629"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\n<\/strong>Memories belong to no one<\/strong><\/p>\n
\nwhen her sister\u2019s coffin had entered the church
\nand \u201cexactly at that moment,\u201d a ray of sunshine
\nfrom the sky (was it spring?), so far cloudy,
\nhad split the nave in two.<\/p>\n
\nthat image jumped into his mind again when
\nthe illuminated church (candles, chandeliers, summer sun),
\ninstead, suddenly darkened at noon\u2014a cloud passing by\u2014
\n\u201cexactly at the moment\u201d when the little whitish disk
\nwas raised above the chalice and towards the dome.<\/p>\n
\nIn the midst of the common region,
\nsomewhere in the world,
\nwhere souls leave their remains;
\nbut every now and then, repentant,
\nfor a few moments return.<\/p>\n
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\nEnglish translation by Germain Droogenbroodt, Stanley Barkan and the author<\/em><\/span><\/p>\n