The faces of the stars

Dancing people, hands up, clubbing, fotografo milanoThe midnight road, though young men tread unknowing,
Harbouring some thought of heaven, or haven hoping,
Yields peace and plenty at the end. Or is it peace,
This busy jarring on the nerves yet no outbreak?
And this is plenty, then, cloves and sweet oils, the bees’ honey,
Enough kind food, enough kind speaking,
A film of people moving,
Their hands outstretched, to give and give?
And now behind the screen are vixen voices,
The midnight figures of a sulphurous brood
Stepping in nightmare on a nightmare’s edges.
Above them poise the swollen clouds
That wait for breaking and that never break,
The living sky, the faces of the stars.

La via di mezzanotte, benché giovani ignari la percorrano,
Nutrendo pensieri di cielo, o sperando accoglienza,
Reca, al suo termine, pace e abbondanza. Ma è pace
Questo affaccendato dare ai nervi senza sfogo?
Ed è abbondanza, poi, chiodi di garofano ed essenze, miele d’api,
Cibi offerti a sazietà, e parole cortesi,
Un film di gente in movimento,
Con le mani protese a dare e a dare?
Ora dietro lo schermo s’odono voci di megere,
Ombre di mezzanotte d’uno sciame sulfureo
Danzanti nell’incubo ai margini d’un incubo.
Sui loro capi volteggiano nuvole gonfie
In attesa di aprirsi e che mai s’aprono,
Il cielo vivo, i volti delle stelle.
_ Dylan Thomas (The midnight road) _

Image info:
“The faces of the stars”
Planet Earth, 2018
© Massimo S. Volonté

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