di Pasquale: Poems from
The Silver Lake Love Poems
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Emanuel di Pasquale has published poems in American Poetry
Review, Sewanee Review, and many anthologies
and textbooks. BOA Editions published a volume of his poems entitled
Genesis, pictured below, reprinted 1997 by Jostro Publications,
P.O. Box 403, Edison, NJ 08818-0403. Bordighera has just
published his love poems sequence The Silver Lake Love
Poems. He has also translated numerous poets from English
into Italian and from Italian into English. His translations include:Song
of the Tulip Tree, by Joe Salerno, winner of the l998 Bordighera
Poetry Prize, a bilingual edition; Sharing a Trip, Selected
Poems, by Silvio Ramat,forthcoming from Bordighera Press;
and Carlo della Corte's The
Voyage Ends Here, (Gradiva Publications:Box 831,
Stony Brook, NY 11790) In 2000, Emanuel di Pasqule won
the Sonia Raiziss-dePalchi Translation Prize from the Academy
of American Poets.
di Pasquale is pictured center with other poets at the Poets
House Bordighera Prize Ceremony.
Gioia wrote:"Two thousand years ago a Sicilian immigrant
poet named Theocritus invented the pastoral--a mode of lyrical
poetry in which a sophisticated, urban imagination recaptures
the innocence of life rooted in the natural another Sicilian poet
recreates the pastoral in American terms in the finely observed
and delicate lyrics that make up The Silver Lake Love Poems.
At once innocent and sophisticated, urban and pastoral, Emanuel
di Pasquale creates poetry that is timeless and direct.
following are poems from THE SILVER LAKE POEMS © 2000 Emanuel
diPasqule, Bordighera Press.
sad face in your window,
can see you in your white shirt.
to see goodness in your friends.
Agamemnon in his
a feel for the gods.
struggle in the mountains
times putting myself
your small room next to the bathroom,
my small dog along the shore
the divine in you,
look at the stars,
lonely ocean swims at dawn,
singing Christmas songs in May,
played with my children
night, wheeling under the stars.
last one to get dizzy and fall
may keep or chuck this photo--
"before the fall"
on a fence on a
horse farm. Even then
ass was flat.)
along the north star
the dark. Geese gossip.
amoebas across causeway.
in vacant lot.
moon, only half a person,
fallen down on his back.
must understand-I adore my children
they have always come first, for me, I guess,
for them. I might die without them.
might also die without my woods and flowers
small dog. (When you walk on the beach,
am waling in the woods thinking of you
on the beach.) I am part of these low
this ash, oak, and hickory. I
I have been too long at the edge
this still glacial lake (where my mother
up), and I want to change, but, dear,
cannot tear myself from here for good.
tell those gods to quit
© 2000 by Emanuel di Pasquale and Via Folios/ Bordighera