Agosto (F. Garcia Lorca)

August 29, 2015  •  Leave a Comment

AGOSTO

Agosto,
controluce a tramonti
di pesca e zucchero
e il sole dentro la sera
come il nocciolo nel frutto.

La pannocchia serba intatta
la sua risata gialla e dura.

Agosto.
I bambini mangiano
pane nero e luna piena.


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