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    And then we cowards

    who loved the whispering

    evening, the houses,

    the paths by the river,

    the dirty red lights

    of those places, the sweet

    soundless sorrow—

    we reached our hands out

    toward the living chain

    in silence, but our heart

    startled us with blood,

    and no more sweetness then,

    no more losing ourselves

    on the path by the river—

    no longer slaves, we knew

    we were alone and alive.

“And then we cowards”
By Cesare Pavese

Description

    And then we cowards

    who loved the whispering

    evening, the houses,

    the paths by the river,

    the dirty red lights

    of those places, the sweet

    soundless sorrow—

    we reached our hands out

    toward the living chain

    in silence, but our heart

    startled us with blood,

    and no more sweetness then,

    no more losing ourselves

    on the path by the river—

    no longer slaves, we knew

    we were alone and alive.

“And then we cowards”
By Cesare Pavese