GIGANTI (Giants)
A poem dedicated to Ezio Bosso (1971–2020)
tristo divengo mentre fiorisce dentro Me la consapevole Crisi dell’amara Assenza d’altrui Grandezza, ch’un Tempo era tra tanti e oggi, in così pochi; e color che furon degni della Gloria universale, ci lasciano qui a onorarli ancora in imperitura Memoria nel vuoto incolmato dell’eterna Bellezza
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I become sad while flourishes inside of Me the aware Crisis of the bitter Absence of others Greatness, that one Time were so much and today, so few; an’ the ones that were worthy of th’universal Glory, leave us here in honoring them again in imperishable Memory, in the empty Space of eternal Beauty