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28 August 2013

Champion Swimmer

Whoever has seen you in the water calls you

Winner of contests, on the screen
Of my humble life you seem
My opposite.
But a thread ties me to you, a fragile
Unbreakable thing, while you smile
And go on ahead and do not see me.  All around
You are many friends, young
Boys and girls like you; together you make an uproar
In the bar that welcomes you.  Then one day
A sad shadow fell – oh for an instant! –
From your eyelids, a maternal shadow that curved
The corners of your beautiful, proud mouth,

And married your dawn to my dusk.

By Umberto Saba

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