If you think of Franco Fortini, he is remembered for his analysis of the relationship between literature and politics, or the bright contrast to Pier Paolo Pasolini on the role of the intellectual in society. I remember this sad and lyrical composition that I wanted to memorize. The scheme of a Baroque madrigal deconstructed with long verses, rhymes and other unrelated kissed, and a metric rare, strange sounds from slipping. Fortini has shown us a rough and stony road that perhaps we will never have the courage to take.
composites Solvantur (1994)
If I wanted more time these small words on paper
align (on paper that does not hurt)
the pain that the bones will
you would already too high, too similar to the acute
of birds in the morning fully closed, all silent on the very
magnolia vie
Here I write, dear children. I have no bone or tendon
not tell pitched voice: "I can no more."
Grand Imperial phosphorus, and make ash.
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