Guttuso and Quasimodo: Sicily, almost the same age, enrolled in the PCI
may not geniuses, but certainly the champion.
Guttuso - Study "Gott mit uns", 1943
MEN OF MY TIME - Salvatore Quasimodo, 1947
're still one of the stone and the sling,
man of my time. Were in the cockpit, with wings
malignant, the meridians of death,
- I saw you - in the chariot of fire, the gallows,
the wheels of torture. I have seen: it was you,
with your exact science extermination,
without love, without Christ. You have killed again,
as always, as your fathers killed, killed as
animals that we saw for the first time.
This smells like blood on the day
when his brother told the other brother:
- Let's go to the fields. - And that echo the Cold tenacious
has come down to you, within your day.
Forget, or children, clouds of blood
rose from the earth, the forgotten fathers
their graves lie in ashes,
blacks birds, wind, cover their heart.
Vincenzo
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