Elisa Biagini

from watering the plant
of dreaming (dialogue
with Paul Celan)

A burnt match
lifts your eyelid,
it looks for the retina’s
mirror, the net 
with fish-memories.
     


Un fiammifero usato
ti solleva la palpebra,
ti cerca lo specchio di
retina, la rete coi
pesci-memorie.