Poem Tomorrow Domani

Poem by Renato Nale Tomorrow Domani


Too late I opened
the shutters of the house.
I had no eyes to see.
The view was changed:
orchards and wasteland
cried scandal.
The old facades complained
the slaked limes faded.

Tomorrow, at both hands,
I’ll bring new projects
on site.

Presto! I have to make
a life with the life.

Poesia di RENATO NALE in Lingua Italiana
Letta da Bastianina Campus
Tradotto in Lingua Inglese,
Pubblicato, stampato da Bastianina Campus