Styrofoam Vs. Thermocol

Amelia Biagioni, Umberto Saba

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I resist,
on the streets of the hanged,

to obey the order to be lukewarm and cautious
of clinging to security
settling into the habit of wearing a watch
and serenity, adventure
string

word, deadly pale, and eyes with limits.

I resist,
between the teeth of failure to obey the law
getting tired,
to resign,
to sit in the world fofo
languid dying of a sword, waiting
marasmus.

I resist, plagued by whistles
atrocious

to fate to shut myself up and lose the key or throw
the well.


With all of the bone up, I am the enormous fear, and I advance
,
without cause,
singing between absent.

Amelia Biagioni (Gálvez, Santa Fe, 1916 - Buenos Aires, 2000), Complete Poetry , Adriana Hidalgo editor, 2009.