Cesare Pavese Poems
|2.||End Of Fantasy||3/25/2012|
|5.||You Have A Face Of Carved Stone||3/25/2012|
|7.||Black Earth Red Earth||3/25/2012|
|9.||In The Morning You Always Come Back||3/25/2012|
|10.||The Cats Will Know||3/25/2012|
|11.||Death Will Come With Your Eyes||3/25/2012|
Death Will Come With Your Eyes
Death will come with your eyes—
this death that accompanies us
from morning till night, sleepless,
deaf, like an old regret
or a stupid vice. Your eyes
will be a useless word,
a muted cry, a silence.
As you see them each morning
when alone you lean over
the mirror. O cherished hope,
that day we too shall know
that you are life and nothing.
For everyone death has a look.
Death will come with your eyes.
It will be like terminating a vice,
as seen in the mirror
a dead face re-emerging,
like listening to closed lips.
We'll go down the ...