Poems by Salvatore Quasimodo
Wind at Tindari
... so that I might shape fear, for those who do not know ...
Enemy of Death
... into the dark, inscribed your name in air, ...
Street in Agrigentum
... the wind that stains and scours the sandstone,and the heart of gloomy columns, telamons, ...
To My Father
... The science of pain put truth and blades into our games ...
Uomo Del Mio Tempo
... -I have seen you - in the chariot of fire, at the gallows, ...
