Is this garden man made?
Because people create this and that garden!?
That one was like a noose, getting tighter and tighter
put around the one in his midst:
the garden (of the Finzi-Contini)!
Think, they opened it, open to everyone!
Flowed in white clothes on soft wheels
her to him, who didn't have time…
And Mikel, her dreams, their desires
kept in her angelic face; laid
pouting his face back:
“Giorgio! It's over! to sleep with you, would
like sleeping with a brother. So call me
never again! We, you and me, are equal to us:
What we possess is the memory of ours
childhood, here. What we own is and will remain
in this garden!”
Giorgio climbed over the once more
Mauer, where Micol meets Malnate behind the window
gave away. Malnate, who loved whores.
And what Micol said to Giorgio: “not my type.”
Did she want to anticipate ruin??
A disaster, that will overtake you within weeks
would, the disaster of a century?
Wanted them all dreams, which are still coming up,
to be realized, erase?
Giorgio …. twice his world broke apart.
He fled and escaped.
While those outside tightened the noose.
The garden got smaller, he grew on himself,
fled to their hearts.
That was, than those from outside through the gate
broke in, strode through the garden with a bang,
the garden, of the Finzi-Contini, our garden.
(they took away, the ones they couldn't find).
(“The garden of the Finzi Contini”, 1970, Vittorio de Sicca, with a heavenly beautiful Dominique Sanda as Jewess Micol)