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The drift of Civilization
(In the death of the poet Edoardo Sanguineti)
The green wood crashed
From the third floor down
while Edward
like dry wood
was left
two hours
waiting
without any help;
meanwhile Televisions,
radios,
newspapers, networks,
were babbling of heroes,
other wood green
sent to die
by pompous senators
Pharisees of the third millennium
in the name of a homeland
with no more fathers!
What kind of place
has become this Country
Where poets live and die
In the utter indifference
And the bitches
With their pimps
make the news
And by the new scribes
They enjoy wide coverage
In a frenzy of amps
Which seem to lead adrift
our civilization?
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