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GABRIELE
D'ANNUNZIO E SANTU LUSSURGIU |
| Gabriele
D'Annunzio, Più che l'amore, Officine
dell'Oleandro, Roma 1936. pp. 194, 195 |
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 ... Are
you sad to go back up there to Santu Lussurgiu, to your blackened
volcano, your former home?
You were born in an extinguished crater,
which will awake again.
A proud cradle, Rudu! Does it not lie
near your heart?
Between Logudoro and Arborea, among the gigantic
sepulchers of the ancient races, all enclosed in a basalt cloister
and open only to the south-east wind, the breath of Africa, it
looms above like the expressive figure of the most virile fate.
Remember how we listened to the August wind that bore the red
flocks to the Cabras swamp?
I said to you: "Come with me, homine
de abbastu".
We forgot to explore the exhausted mine on Montiferru,
obeying the call to journey beyond the seas.
Now go, return to
the heights again; and each spring when your meadow fills with
asphodel, light me a fire of lentisk wood on a nuraghe for old
time's sake, and remember me in your songs...
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