The infinite

Branches down from the top of the tree in the air Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,
E questa siepe, che da tanta parte
Dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.
Ma sedendo e mirando, interminati
Spazi di là da quella, e sovrumani
Silenzi, e profondissima quiete
Io nel pensier mi fingo; ove per poco
Il cor non si spaura. E come il vento
Odo stormir tra queste piante, io quello
Infinito silenzio a questa voce
Vo comparando: e mi sovvien l’eterno,
E le morte stagioni, e la presente
E viva, e il suon di lei. Così tra questa
Immensità s’annega il pensier mio:
E il naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare.
This lonely hill was always dear to me,
and this hedgerow, which cuts off the view
of so much of the last horizon.
But sitting here and gazing, I can see
beyond, in my mind’s eye, unending spaces,
and superhuman silences, and depthless calm,
till what I feel
is almost fear. And when I hear
the wind stir in these branches, I begin
comparing that endless stillness with this noise:
and the eternal comes to mind,
and the dead seasons, and the present
living one, and how it sounds.
So my mind sinks in this immensity:
and floundering is sweet in such a sea.
_ Giacomo Leopardi (L’Infinito) _
(translated by Jonathan Galassi)

Image info:
“The infinite”
Lake of Como, Italy, Marc 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

Watch Her Disappear

Blurred portrait of a young womanLast night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you
And from a window across the lawn I watched you undress
Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair
That rose in strangled ebony curls
Moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat

And you dance into the shadow of a black poplar tree
And I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
_ Tom Waits (Watch Her Disappear, excerpt) _

Image info:
“Watch Her Disappear”
Milano, Italy, No. 2013
© Massimo S. Volonté

City Sickness – 230

Skyscraper with clouds reflected on its windows

Image info:
“City Sickness – 230″
Milano, Italy, Aug. 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

Press record and then erase

Man in front of a big window wall…I’m so fuckin alone
I’m so fucking alone
o.k. o.k. this is me
o.k. o.k. this is me
evening breeze river east
music mix salsa speed
metal rap lonely sax
open jeep with the speakers back
rock n roll band practicin’
shakin those walls next to me
everybody is in a dream
of what they want and who they need
to feel all right to be alive
to wipe out words that they despise
from a thunder brain
that’s quick to pain
and only once to live again
when that set up gets in the way
the dreamin brain will make a play
to wipe it all outta space
press record and then erase
cuz there’s something here
they gotta face
everybody in this place
it’s the same for everyone
they gotta figure out something
they gotta figure out themselves
they gotta figure on their own
they gotta figure out, ok ?
o.k. o.k. o.k. o.k.
I’m so fuckin alone
I’m so fuckin alone
oh no, being alone
I’m so fucking alone
o.k. o.k. so this is me
o.k. o.k. so this is me
this is me
I’ m not even sure what she wanted
I ‘m not even sure what she wanted
_ Iggy Pop (Fu**in’ alone, excerpt) _

Image info:
“Press record and then erase”
Milano, Italy, April 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté

Symptom of the universe – 0027

Man walking with sharp shadow and light background

Image info:
“Symptom of the universe SU#0027″
Milano, Italy, May 2014
© Massimo S. Volonté


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