25 aprile 2008
Per i sopravvissuti che la notte
rivivono gli incendi dei paesi,
per i fucilati caduti sui monti
o nelle piazze, per gli scampati
nascosti nelle viscere nere dei camini,
per chi il day of slaughter
met a woman and took another route - remember
today as a miracle of tears -
this is the day of the feast
(man in time, relative to a
morning the dead back live
appears in a procession, held
around the corner, jump a hurdle
, lost in thought as
emotion)
"festival in April," steps on the road, music and flags
: minorities
running. You hear the beating of wings
dignity.
Eleonora Bellini
Borgo Ticino, April 25, 2008 ***
April 25, 2010
Banning Bella hello from the parade
the Feast of Liberation:
this gives us the enriched
North East that ignores its suicides.
Blessed is he who does not see this time, their fathers' footsteps
deleted, Italy
sad, hopes strangled.
[And how could we sing
Po with the foot above the heart? And how could we sing
with foreign foot above the heart?]
remain the party of April
peach trees bloom in the gardens, the flower of the dandelion
roadside.
But Milan is not planting more trees.
Eleonora Bellini
Borgo Ticino, April 22, 2010
