
Blood - its profusion
everywhere in the world,
widely
in throughout the universe, its
stormente
branching
in each species
air of tera,
of the swamps in the veins, arteries
, cannulas, tubing
-
its waste, its dissipation
old
massacres in overt and covert,
hunting, massacres,
in tuna fishing in the carnage,
the crosses - a rise to atone
the waste, the destruction ...
Where runs the blood, where they drown?
like water, like rivers
returns to the source
blood, falls and rises
dalla morte alla Resurrezione.
O sanguis meus ...
Mario Luzi
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