Poems by Antonia Pozzi

Poems Reviews

• 
  Christopher Louderback

  "Flames in the evening of my name,
  I feel them burn on the shore
  of a dark sea--"
  -Antonia Pozzi
• 
  Jorge

  Sometimes I find a poet by accident. It was the case with Antonia Pozzi. I am glad that the Italian and English version were side by side. Even, with my limited Italian, I was glad to be able to see the beauty in the original and then compare in the English translation. Pozzi has become a favorite!
• 
  muds

  pozzi has the most incredible way with imagery, reading any of her poems is like a guided meditation. certainly a new favourite poet of mine
• 
  milagros aldasoro

  no la conocía y la encontré en una librería de usados, de casualidad..
  me gusto mucho, voy a investigar sobre ella 🫶🏻
• 
  Justin Labelle

  'Who speaks to me won't know
  I've lived another life-
  as one who tells
  a fairy tale
  or a holy parable.'
  
  'And to us
  an instant perhaps comes back, when
  something was lost
  at a crossroads:
  which we don't know.
  So that empty
  now-detached
  without love our hands hang down'
  
  'Absorbed in his own fire
  everyone human
  surrenders to a single life.'
  
  Pozzi's poetry, even in translation, communicates a time and place near mystical in nature.
  At their best, the poems bring about an intense sense of lucidly channeled inner visual materializations.
  As a physical sensation, these poems feels as though they are whispered into your ear amidst passionate bouts of 'evening disquiet'.
  
  Personal favourites include:
  Death of a season
  Love of Distance
  Event of Waters
  The Closing Door
  Song of My Nakedness
  The Dream's Eyes
  The Dreamed Life
  For Emilio Comici
  Pan
  A Fate
• 
  emily mck

  reread