Poems from Mindskin by Antonella Zagaroli

from Fan-Locked (2001-2004)
 
The sun embroiders the hinges on the door
Fan-locked
 
the woman with the curdled breast
mirrors the colours one by one
mortifies their harmony with blood between her thighs
 
She’s jealous of every new whim
kneads her tongue with hankerings for salt
 
Replies without eyes to a world in silence
 
Fan-Locked is ©Antonella Zagaroli,this translation is ©Anamaría Crowe Seranno

A Ray. Wind on the waterfall
 
The rain doesn’t burst down
Slowly the grey ink gets closer,
 
exhausted in the whirlwind, from the white crest
a ventricle a womb an island is newly born
slides into the lake to gather itself, perspire
 
And there’s no downpour yet
 
The earth continues to spread out.
 
Fan-Locked is ©Antonella Zagaroli, this translation is ©Anamaría Crowe Seranno
from Prose poetry from THE BLUE FOX (2002)
 
Les Amoureux..
 
At the hour that rises between water and harvest yellow a seagull
glided over the robust net of the fisherman Anchise
It had come from far away with no break
Its wings had withered, salt had dissolved their strength
Only thanks to its ever vigilant eye had it entered the clearing of
sheaves.
Anchise at that time of day would pause to look at the sky and had
noticed the bird for the solemn and cautious way it hovered
So it seemed from the flight path and angle which set the bird
apart from others
It must have been the leader of a flock though not of seagulls, of
exotic migrants from beyond the waves . . . . . .
 
The bird touched the water as if stroking it
happy to be pulled along
dived through the surface and let go
exhausted it aimed at the highest cloud
labouring to maintain height
 with its wings glistening blue from the sea
then whirled back towards land.
Anchise, the white and nimble guardian of everything around him,
gauged the elements of that sea orchestra.
 
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© Antonella Zagaroli , translation is © Anamaría Crowe Seranno

Antonella Zagaroli’s Mindskin is translated with an introductory essay by Anamaría Crowe Serrano. Thank so much to Antonella for the poems and for facilitating their publication on Poethead, which has just reached 100,000 hits. I  printed out the entire Mindskin .pdf file, and I have enjoyed every second of reading it. It was very generous of Antonella to allow me the  crops and I had a lovely time selecting pieces from her work for this blog. Thanks to Jen Matthews of SouthWord Publications for suggesting Antonella for my Poet in Translation.

About Mindskin

‘Poetry, Bilingual Edition. Translated from the Italian and introduced by Anamaría Crowe Serrano. Antonella Zagaroli is a poetic phenomenon. She writes prolifically, applies poetry to psychological studies, runs poetic workshops and organizes poetry, art and awareness events in health-care centers, schools and libraries. Her work is fluid and constantly evolving. Mindskin offers a generous selection from two collections of poetry (La maschera della Gioconda/The Gioconda’s Mask and Serrata a ventagli/Fan-locked), a volume of prose poems (La volpe blu/The Blue Fox) and an epic poem (Vinera minima/Minimal Venus).’

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2 thoughts on “Poems from Mindskin by Antonella Zagaroli

  1. I am so impressed with the present women poets in Ireland – Antonella Zagaroli, Kit Fryatt and C. Murray. We have nothing to compare to this daring quality in the U.S. right now.

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