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The full moon


Our beds fill with the full moon,
mules pass by on shoes of soft iron,
a dog gnaws its bone.
Under the stairs, you can hear the donkey,
Its shudders and scratching.
Under the other stairs
My mother has slept for sixty years.


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About the translation:
Poet:
Rocco Scotellaro
Translator:
Allen Prowle
Original language:
Italian
Issue:
Series 3 No.10 - The Big Green Issue

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Rocco Scotellaro

Original poet

Rocco Scotellaro

Rocco Scotellaro never saw his poems published. In 1954, the year after his cruelly premature death from a heart attack at th...

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Allen Prowle

Translator

Allen Prowle

Allen Prowle was awarded the Times/Stephen Spender Prize 2007 for his translations of poems by Attilio Bertolucci. Previously,...

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