On Leopardi - For Lethe Bashar

Rain clouds amass above the reflective heads


of those who wish to ask and find the answers


to the cosmos or matters of love, and the like


The grey gauze of particles, the truth hides


For in the sphere beyond, knowledge we seek


The philosophy of poetry, written in infinity


Takes us to heights over the ordinary life


The Italian feminine endings seduce the ears


As the report of the rhyme scatters science


Of scepticism, the succulent grapes of Os


We suck and taste nature and the poetical


As the cold rain of poetry wets our fears


On the hill we view the tense, our past


Present and future, a rendering of Leopardi.

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