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Lirica

Chapter 48: BAMBINA MORTA.
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A collection of lyrical poems voiced by a young speaker who explores love, desire, identity, and destiny through intimate confessions, prophetic scenes, and religious meditation. Varied moods alternate between passionate eroticism, ironic cosmopolitan self-definition, and moral or spiritual yearning; poems address betrayal, longing, the feminine sensibility, cultural displacement, and imaginative escape. Imagery ranges from quotidian domestic details to visionary religious tableaux, while the voice shifts between defiant proclamations, tender supplication, and ironic critique of convention. The poems blend musical lines and vivid color to present a candid, emotionally intense survey of inner life and poetic ambition.

BAMBINA MORTA.

Avea celate l'ali, e noi scordammo

Che potea volar via;

Avea sì gaio il riso:

Non si credea sentisse nostalgia

Del paradiso!

Angelo già sembrava, e noi scordammo

Che potesse morire.

Con que' timori suoi

Non si credea voless'ella partire

Senza di noi.

Noi l'amavamo tanto! Ma ella, sempre

Così docile e pia,

Sentendosi chiamare

Ha scosso l'ali ed è volata via

Per non tornare.