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Here is a poem of mine (told you that I am obsessed with Sanctity!)
 in theme with the thread of Saints and visions, (
I hope you like it.
The translation is of the UK poet and translator, Peter Dale)



"By the Grace of God"


The child sanctions
all the mirrors
of imitation
(in aggressiveness, understood)

I will forbear comment:
too many visions lead to violence,
too much violence leads to visions.
There are children

whose outer weave you'd change:
they're the new falangled Savonarolas.
They've abandoned all tolerance whatever;
they hardly tolerate their fathers.

Cunning imposters with top-hat on the head
and wire panties over the heart.
Expedite the rooting out
of the woodworm of the generation
post-conciliar.

No need to excommunications: they are
automatically damned
in the womb of the whore that does not comply
with the teaching of her enemies
and who persists, through the wintry bonfires,
with what remains to her, to knit away.


EP (In the collection Macchina, Piero Manni Edition, 2000)




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