LYRICÆ

Language: Italian Online, full English translation via QR code printed on the cover <<Words find it hard to break through the barbed-wired enclosure of music, which is dissonant and discontinuous, stopping and starting again like a slowed-down pulsating heart. The poetry ensues and has a very strong scent of Walt Whitman's Song of Myself. 'Man is an insect and I am like the cicadas' says the Voice in a key-metaphor, for cicadas surface every seventeen years, whereas insects busy themselves each day, droning their way towards death. Not so the Voice, the depressive who only resurfaces periodically from his self-made prison in which he leads a solitary existence.