NaPoWriMo 4 – Soar high, word

Soar high, word, burrow deep
reach nadir and zenith of your signification,
for at times you can – a thing-exclaiming dream
in the darkness of the mind –
but do not leave
me, do not arrive,
I beg you, to that celestial destination
alone, without my warmth
or at least my memory, be
light, not void transparency…

The thing or its soul? or my and its suffering?

(Original Italian by Mario Luzi)

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