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Come Picchia il Sole! Posted by Serena on Jul 23, 2010
Meriggiare pallido e assorto presso un rovente muro d’orto. To slump at noon thought-sick and pale under the scorching garden wall. These opening lines of Montale’s famous poem (here with a translation by Millicent Bell) perfectly evoke the ambience of a hot summer day. I don’t expect to compete with a Nobel prize winner, but…