

written by: Giuliana Ravaglia
The path climbed up the slope
white hedges of frost
lined the path
while layers of fog furrowed the valley
far away, the city’s diligence
but it was only up there the illusion of infinity
at the ringing of the bells
over the walls of snow the sky opened up
and the light of summer always appeared
written by: Giuliana Ravaglia
Saliva il viottolo lungo il pendio
bianche siepi di brina
ne orlavano il cammino
mentre fondi di nebbia solcavano la valle
lontano la solerzia della città
ma era soltanto lassù l’illusione dell’infinito
al rintocco delle campane
sui muri di neve si spalancava il cielo
e sempre appariva la luce dell’ estate