Poesie

 
LOOKING  FOR  EMILY BRONTË

(ON THE 150TH ANNIVERSARY OF HER DEATH )

 

While wandering about                          

                        Oh, for many years now                          

                        Often lonely and in the dark                      

                        I sometimes think of you                          

 

                        Of your immortal poetry                        

And that mysterious novel,                      

A devilish wonderful mixture                        

Of demonic feelings in man.                       

A life spent all in shadow                       

Looking after your family’s welfare                       

Unrelenting strength and firmness                       

A character all of your own.                         

 

Where are you now I ask                 

And wonder if you still can hear                     

Who after so many years                   

Pays you today such an immense tribute               

 

        Too far from earth can’t be your soul

        If peace is finally at its goal.

 

                                               MADDALENA  DE LEO   19 DICEMBRE 1998

                                                          

                            HAWORTH  SKY                               

                      Grey thundering morning clouds                          

In a rainy August day            

             What a gloomy atmosphere                    

For this new happiness of mine

 

It was only some hours since

I saw the best of all dawns

An orange cloudy golden heaven

Mixed with violet shining spots

 

It’s incredible to have it so dark

               On this huge heather-flowering moor;                 

It might only be a little Brontë spell

To let me feel somehow a part of them!    

      

                                          MADDALENA  DE LEO (1999)                                      

 

  QUANDO SONO EMILY

 

Quando sono Emily

Mi sento così, perduta

Nell’attimo perfetto della mente

Un cristallo del pensiero

Nella contemplazione dell’infinito

Che mi circonda e che vedo lontano.

 

Quando sono Emily

La realtà si perde intorno a me

Come lei vago lontana

Per mondi sconosciuti e perfetti

Arrivo all’astrazione della mente

Mi immergo nel pensiero

Invasa di felicità.

 

Tornare poi al mondo banale

È quasi un’acrobazia

Da forzare sul cuore

Un divario tra pensiero e realtà

Che pone una barriera assoluta

Tra me e l’astratto

Tra me e lei ……

 

 

     MADDALENA  DE LEO (2004)