from "Strade Parallele"

CRUMBS    -    Versione italiana

Crumbs of breads
crumbs of affection
crumbs of love
crumbs of things
crumbs of light
crumbs of humanity
crumbs of sweetness
crumbs of being
crumbs of blue
and of red coral
and of yellow
with some black
that unites them
and think that they whirl
vortically
the yellow, the blue
and the red and the black
and form a whirlwind
that starts up and swirls
around the house
and goes out of the window.
Try to call them back.
Crumbs! Crumbs!
Come back
immediately.
The vortex stops
suddenly
it draws in the air
a rainbow of colour
and breaks into a thousand pieces.
Coloured crumbs
crumbs that returned
unruly crumbs
crumbs under a spell.

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