for F. Altimari
And the gentleman said
Should you happen to come upon
An Albanian and a wolf
Slay the Albanian
When the Albanian heard the saying
He smiled
And rolled himself a cigarette
If you slay me
my poor friend
Who will slay
The wolf
Poor herds
(Cosenza 1988)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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