Therapy: A Poem by Patrizia Cavalli | The New Republic

Therapy

O give me a room in a hotel

a little room a little room in a hotel 

yes, a room a room in a hotel

a little room a little room in a hotel.


(...and so it goes

without end,

until bored and exhausted

I fall half-dead

on any old bed 

even unmade, even dirty.)


             Translated by Mark Strand