“Just like last year, yes, between the 23rd
And 24th of June, when I felt my heart
Grow in me and glow, heart in solstice,
In maximum expansion of light.
All those rays then- I remember I was eating
Huge cherries that were almost too sweet-
Had a mooring, though distant
And uncertain. What ill I invent now
For this repeating heart
Obeying seasons,
Where will I send it now, into what void?”
―
Patrizia Cavalli,
My Poems Won't Change the World: Selected Poems
