Etruscan Notebook by Elena Clementelli
by Occult Fan
over the drowsy voice of the pines
the long death contains stone words.
The secret language
slips on weapons,
and is gathered up by the sea
which alone can speak to the dead.
In the city of the dead
they tell tales of the living,
and those to come,
heroes of a tradition always in the future
The man who has bested time
has a different grammar,
therefore we do not comprehend
what the sea, only the sea understands.
restless curious boys
a dagger, a rope, a fan,
caved in the tufa.
by Elena Clementelli
The Penguin Book of Woman Poets