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- Ode to the waters of the harbor - Rabbit in Your

galleggia Non altro nei porti di
is non rottami casse, Cappelli
abbandonati deceduta
e frutta. Dall'alto

large birds
blacks are watching, motionless.
The sea has resigned
the garbage, oil

fingerprints are printed on water

as if someone had walked on the waves

feet with oil, the foam

ignores its origin :
no more soup
nor soap goddess Aphrodite,
but the side of a tavern in mourning

with floating, dark cabbage
vanquished. The other birds

blacks from the wings as thin

daggers waiting there,
lens, which is now flying

nailed in a cloud, independent

and secrets as

liturgical scissors,
and the sea has forgotten that the marina, water
space

who defected and became the port, with solemnity

was examined by a committee
of cold black wings that flies
without flying,

armored conflict in the sky, indifferent, while the dirty water

rocks fallen from the despicable legacy ships.
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Pablo Neruda