Italy

On a Turkish Song to Italy

Dear Italy, At last you’re in my sight
I salute you, friendly shores!
The whole peninsula rests
Encircled by a craving necklace
Of the drowned.
Every one of them is a crumb
Scattered to find the way home
But the fish have eaten them
and the clandestini [illegal immigrants]
Lost in the sea without return
Wander like Tom Thumbs
Sown in the water all around