SPRING Nothing is so beautiful as Spring, when weeds, in wheels, shoot long and lovely and lush. Thrush’s eggs look…
PRAYER Make me quiet, if you can. It is not so much anxiety that I hide, and even the rush,…
SO FAR I love you and you're not here. I linger in this garden, breathing the color that is the…
EVERYDAY THAT PASSES IS A REVISIT Everyday that passes is a revisit, all gray history of life. A woman who…
SPRING Call me life! Just as I call you, heroic! Let me go down as well. Spring! Wow! I hate…
FAR GET THE LOOK As far as the eye, no flowers or red maple leaves: only a hut from the…
PROLOGUE Can look up at the sky until the day I die, without even a shred of shame. Even the…
PER EMILIO COMICI > Si spalancano laghi di stupore, a sera nei tuoi occhi, fra lumi e suoni. Si aprono…
LIGHT OF HEART > Fluctuate hours next to your shoulder, blue spheres, and between them there is Saturn. And while…
HERBERT MARSHALL > All your sorrow, Louise, and hatred of me, sprang from your delusion that it was wantonness of…