#giudecca

Sunset on Giudecca - Giorgio Tonelli , 2025.

Italian, b. 1941 -

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Giudecca

please give me my body

please give me my body

that's all I ask

I am worthy at least of that

to be condemned as a beautiful, unforgivable angel

please let me have a body

please give me the body I deserve

no one can tell me I don't deserve it, it's the only thing I feel I deserve

I torment myself every time it gets dark, and when it gets light it's hard to swallow it back into my stomach

please give me my body

please give me my body

give me the body I should have

give me back the body that was always mine and was taken from me, I'm sure of it

that's why it's something I miss so much without having, my memory was erased

I drowned but I didn't open my mouth underwater

but it entered through my nostrils, it's inevitable

cursed be Lethe

but also blessed

cursed be the River Lethe

cursed be the River Lethe

one of its paths makes me flow into Cocytus

cursed be the River Lethe

cursed be the River Lethe

but it also has reasons to be blessed

but cursed be it, cursed be

it took me to the frozen waters

where they are chewed, they're  being chewed, eternally torn apart

Lucifer beats his wings with disdain

while my skin freezes with the breeze

each extremity delicately alluded by the ice

thinking of the life I had

feel it all again and again and again

after all that's how things work around here

but don't see me as just another one of those who only feels pain, who only regrets. I am aware

I know what's in the air around me

I can see it through these eyes

I know how to suffer and see my suffering from afar, and not just suffer, but be aware of the suffering

It's almost like disdain

being so open is a blessing, but also cold, but I don't mind freezing a little more

I would never surrender to unconscious suffering, it's so stupid

I wouldn't just feel 30 icy silver coins burning my skin

I would have knowledge beyond that, beyond skin and flesh, beyond lamenting to my master

don't whine so vehemently

don't whine so vehemently

don't whine so vehemently

don't whine so vehemently.

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source : @cheminer-poesie-cressant​

cet après-midi, le vent a fait de la lagune une vraie vaste mer ; l’eau qui a repris ses reliefs, ses forces, ses désirs de vagues dans une amplification croissante d’un lointain invisible ; la ville a gagné des horizons sur lesquels elle s’appuie avec plus d’insistance et de certitude en amont et en aval de sa présence

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this afternoon, the wind turned the lagoon into a vast sea; the water regained its contours, its strength, its desire to form waves in a growing amplification of an invisible distance; the city gained horizons on which it leans with greater insistence and certainty, upstream and downstream of its presence

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© Pierre Cressant