UNITED COLORS OF SADNESS: Over the last horizon is the lone garden of sadness, where to dive between burning matches

INFINITY

  “Always dear to me was this lonely hill,

  and this hedge, which has so much

  last The endless horizon.

  But as I sit and gaze, boundless

  spaces beyond that, and superhuman

  silences, and deepest quiet

  I thought I pretend; if just for

  the heart is overwhelmed. And as the wind

  I hear rustling through the trees, I’m the one

  infinite silence to this entry

  comparing vo: and I am reminded of the eternal,

  and the dead seasons, and this

  and alive, and the sound of it. So in this

  immensity my thought is drowned:

  and sweet to shipwreck in this sea.”

(Giacomo Leopardi)

 

 CRY OF ANCIENT

  “The tree which tendevi

  the little girl, hand,

  green pomegranate

  by beautiful scarlet flowers,

  in the silent garden lonely

  revived all just now

  and June it restores

  of light and calor.

  thou flower of my plant

  beaten and withered,

  you the useless life

  extreme single flower,

  you’re in the cold ground,

  you’re in the black earth;

  neither the sol more you glad

  nor awaken love you. “

(Giosuè Carducci)

 

 I ASKED YOU

  “I asked you because your eyes

  dwell in my

  caste as a star in the sky

  in a dark flood.

  You looked at me for a long time

  wise as a child with his eyes,

  You told me then, gently:

  I love you, why are you so sad.”

(Hermann Hesse)

 

MY SOUL

  “My soul

  close your eyes

  floor plan

  and as it sinks in the water

  Immerse yourself in your sleep

  naked and dressed in white

  the most beautiful of dreams

  you welcome

  my soul

  close your eyes

  floor plan

  abandoned as over my arms

  do not forget me in your sleep

  close your eyes slowly

  your brown eyes

  where a flame burns green

  my soul.”

(Nazim Hikmet)

 

 PARIS AT NIGHT

“Three lighted matches one by one in the night

The first to see the whole face

The second to see the eyes

The last to see your mouth

And all the darkness to remind me of these things

While I hold you in my arms.”

(Jacques Préver)