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Articles tagged "Spring"

From the Archives: Spring Comes to the Mountains

In this endless winter, when spring seems distant as the sun, we turn to Mario Rigoni Stern's luminous "Spring," beautifully translated by Gregory Conti, from our March 2007 issue. Rigoni Stern opens with his childhood memories of winter's end in the Italian mountains—"in the month of March, when the thaw opened up the passes"—and the keen anticipation of spring; with his grandfather he writes a postcard: "To the Head of the Black Swifts | Alexandria, Egypt, Africa:...

from Sparks

Spring, it is time to tell The flowers to open. The leaves are whispering now With expectation. The spirit of life is oblivious Of where earth is, or the sky. That is why Flowers seek it in the stars, Stars seek it in the flowers. He who knows the truth Stores it in a treasure-chest proudly. He who loves the truth Keeps it inside himself humbly. Keep, and the load presses down On your shoulder. Give, and the whole wide world Is its porter. Translator's Note:...

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