Storia e cronistoria del Canzoniere

Beautiful in its utter simplicity, Saba's poetry often seems like a Japanese woodcut - not a wasted word. This sense, of words just right, balanced, no excess, is what carries one floating, poem to poem, until the last page, and then finds oneself going back again and rereading, until, like Saba, the reader might say "let my eyes suffice me, and my heart."