Valerio Magrelli Biography

That matter can provoke contagion
if touched in its inmost fibers
ripped like a calf from its mother
like a pig from its own heart
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Evenings, when the light dims
and I lie hidden in bed,
I gather outlines of ideas
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I've often imagined gazes
surviving the act of seeing
as if they were poles,
measured distances, lances
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Presence and absence.
Geological mutation.
Me yielding under his weight.
Subsidence
and my slow sinking.
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A steel comb uncurls
the notes, swirls
a sweet music of cotton
candy. Like a charmer
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