• Nocturnal
  • If in vain is night beautiful
    what for is night beautiful
    for whom is it beautiful?
    The night

    and the curveless stream of stars

    that flows cold.
    The long-haired mourners
    on the banks,
    with the breath-taking chant of
    toads,

    are lamenting the reminiscence
    of which memory,

    while every dawn
    is
    pierced
    with the chorus of twelve bullets?