Trieste, Italy Piazza Unita d'
(photo by Sunday lunchtime)
Trieste, Italy Piazza Unita d'
(Picture taken last Sunday at lunchtime)
I crossed the entire city.
Then I climbed up a slope,
crowded at the beginning, then deserted,
closed by a wall:
a corner where only
sit, and I think that where it ends
the city limits.
Trieste has a sullen
grace. If you like,
is like a tomboy and voracious harsh,
with blue eyes and hands too big
to give a flower, like a love
jealous.
From this height every church, every street
discover, if crowded beach, or
the hill where, on the stony
top of a house, the last one, clings. Around
everything moving at a strange air, air tormenting,
the native air.
My city is alive in every part, has
the corner for me, my life
pensive and shy.
(U. SABA)
The Government Palace
Palace Gopcevich
A "corner" that love of Trieste: the narrow streets around Piazza Cavana
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