Call Me by Your Name

Call Me by Your Name

it took me this fourth time of seeing CMBYN to finally remember to look up the poet that Elio gives to Mariza

Antonia Pozzi. that’s her name. Antonia, like one my high school friends. Pozzi is what i had trouble keeping track of, but tonight, i told myself i’d find one of her poems to use for this review, since nothing i can contribute to this film’s discussion seems all that important or novel anymore 

the first thing that came up when i searched for Pozzi was this:

On December 2, 1938, Antonia Pozzi lay down in a field on the outskirts of Milan and swallowed poison. She died the following day, leaving behind diaries, notebooks and loose pages of poetry, documenting her twenty-six years of life. 

as in: the anniversary of her death is today. or, technically, tomorrow. but.

as in: today’s been a year since, well, you know now as well as i do.

here’s one of Pozzi’s poems, because that’s all i wanted to find in the first place, anyway:

Reflections

Words – glass
that unfaithfully
reflects my sky –

I thought of you
after sunset
in a darkened street
when a pane fell to the stones
and its fragments at length
spread shattered light –

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