I would like to write

I would like to write and poetise
like Ungaretti and Montale,
brothers of eternity.
I would like to write antiquities
and follies ravished by frost
and arrogance,
like Sbarbaro
and Dino Campana.
Even more
I would like to resemble Dante
and Petrarch, technicians of sublime sound.
I would like to handle feet, endecasyllables,
septenaries
anaphora, palisades, enjambement
sublime metrics, laden with deep echoes.
I am content with rudimentary hexagons
materials of barbaric and petty experience
and a heart of disconnected fibres