Blackbirdan online journal of literature and the artsSpring 2021  Vol. 20  No. 1
an online journal of literature and the arts
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translation from Italian by Paula Bohince

The Rain in February

In this calm rain of February
I see, already shaking from a slight wind,
the grass warbler like gray smoke;
I feel the rhythmic choirs of frogs
and, spinning melodious notes
from his old flute, the slimy toad.
Between pauses and breaths like an empty flower,
in that true story, I hear the voice
of the cuckoo calling love and death.  

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