Friday, January 3, 2003

I Saw His Round Mouth's Crimson Comments

Rating: 3.1

I saw his round mouth's crimson deepen as it fell,
Like a Sun, in his last deep hour;
Watched the magnificent recession of farewell,
Clouding, half gleam, half glower,
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Wilfred Owen
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Fabrizio Frosini 27 May 2016

Italian translation: Vidi il rosso cremisi della sua bocca rotonda incupirsi mentre cadeva, Come un sole, basso, nella sua ultima ora; Vidi il magnifico ritiro del commiato, Rannuvolarsi, per metà brillante, per metà torvo, E un ultimo splendore bruciare i cieli della sua guancia. E nei suoi occhi Le fredde stelle accendersi, antiche e tetre, In altri cieli. ___ yet, I don't fully understand the meaning of ''the heavens of his cheek.''

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