Gorse for five voices

A poem by Chris Holdaway
Drawings by Lucy Meyle
Published November 2013
Edition of 35
ISBN 978-0-4732692-6-5
 
Moro, e mentre sospiro,
l’aura d’un mio sospiro
corre volando a farsi alma d’un core,
ch’anch’ei sospira e more.

~

I die, and as I breathe my last,
the breath of one of my sighs
takes speedy flight and becomes the spirit of a heart
which then also breathes its last, and dies.

—Anonymous
 

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