Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Calamus – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2023 Enzo Martinelli WHOEVER you are holding me now in hand,Without one thing all will be useless,I give you fair warning before you attempt me further,I am not what you supposed, but far different.Who is he that would become my follower?Who … Continue reading Whoever you are holding me now in hand, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Sea-Drift – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2023 Enzo Martinelli ON the beach at night alone,As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.A … Continue reading On the beach at night alone, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Sea-drift – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2022 Enzo Martinelli TEARS! tears! tears!In the night, in solitude, tears,On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck’d in by the sand,Tears, not a star shining, all dark and desolate,Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head;O who is that ghost? … Continue reading Tears, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – inscriptions – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2022 Enzo Martinelli In cabin’d ships at sea,The boundless blue on every side expanding,With whistling winds and music of the waves, the large imperious waves,Or some lone bark buoy’d on the dense marine,Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails,She cleaves … Continue reading In cabin’d ships at sea, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – inscriptions – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2022 Enzo Martinelli As I ponder’d in silence,Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,A Phantom arose before me with distrustful aspect,Terrible in beauty, age, and power,The genius of poets of old lands,As to me directing like flame its eyes,With finger pointing … Continue reading As I Ponder’d in Silence, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Con motivo del 203º aniversario de su nacimiento – 31/5/1819 Nacido en Nueva York en 1819, Walt Whitman es reconocido como uno de los poetas estadounidenses más influyentes y como un gran intérprete del alma estadounidense en la segunda mitad del siglo XIX. Whitman también fue un innovador del lenguaje poético, a menudo reconocido como el padre de los versos libres. Su colección de poemas, … Continue reading Walt Whitman 🇺🇸✒️🇪🇸
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Children of Adam – 1855 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2022 Enzo Martinelli WE two — how long we were fool’d!Now transmuted, we swiftly escape, as Nature escapes;We are Nature — long have we been absent, but now we return;We become plants, leaves, foliage, roots, bark;We are bedded in … Continue reading We two – how long we were fool’d, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Children of Adam – 1855 – translated from English into Spanish 🇪🇸 and Italian 🇮🇹 by Enzo Martinelli © 2021 Enzo Martinelli To the garden, the world, anew ascending,Potent mates, daughters, sons, preluding,The love, the life of their bodies, meaning and being,Curious, here behold my resurrection, after slumber;The revolving cycles, in their wide sweep, having brought me again,Amorous, … Continue reading To the garden, the world, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Inscription – 1855 – translated from English into Portuguese and Italian by Enzo Martinelli © 2021 Enzo Martinelli ONE’S-SELF I sing, a simple separate person,Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.Of physiology from top to toe I sing,Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say the Form complete is worthier far,The Female … Continue reading One’s-self I sing, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Calamus – 1855 – translated from English into Portuguese, Spanish and Italian by Enzo Martinelli © 2021 Enzo Martinelli Among the men and women the multitude,I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child,any nearer than I am,Some are baffled, but that one is not—that one knows me.Ah … Continue reading Among the Multitude, by Whitman 🌿🖋📖
