POETRY

THE BOYS THAT THEY LOVE       The boys who they love kissing each other standing against the gates of the night, and passers passing mark them to finger. But the boys who are in love, there are none, and it is their only shadow that trembles in the night, stimulating the anger of passers. Their anger, their contempt, …

AS IN A DREAM             As in a dream, love comes with silent steps. (Rabindranath Tagore)

MY SOUL         My soul, close your eyes slowly, and as you immerse yourself in the water sinks into sleep, naked and dressed in white, the most beautiful of dreams will welcome you. My soul, close your eyes slowly abandoned as over my arms, in your sleep will not forget. Close your eyes slowly, your brown eyes, …

I LOVE INSIDE OF YOU     I love you in the adventure of the ship that goes toward the pole, I love you in the boldness of the great discoveries of the players, I love you in the distant things, I love you in the impossible. Within in your eyes like in a forest full of sun, sweaty and …

IF YOU DO NOT SPEAK     If you do not speak, I will fill my heart of your silent, and I will bear it. I’ll stay here stop to wait, as the starry night in his wake, with his head bowed down, patient. But the morning comes, the shades of night will vanish, and your voice in golden streams …

If I could live my life again, in the next I would try to make more mistakes, not try to be so perfect, I would deny it more, I would be less serious than I was, in fact, I would take very few things seriously. I would be less hygienic, I would run more risks, take more vacations, contemplate more …

This poetry belongs to Water and Land (poetry collection published in 1930), with a structure very short and very deep ways. A poem which remained famous for its concise structure, exciting like a flash in the darkness that comes close:   Everyone is just the heart of the earth pierced by a ray of sun: and it is now evening. …

Basho in the summer of 1694 he went to Osaka. He died there, after writing his latest haiku: Traveling, sick the way of my dreams on a dry wash. http://www.amazon.com/Matsuo-Basho-Makoto-Ueda/dp/0870115537 http://www.amazon.it/111-HAIKU-BASHO-MATSUO/dp/8877992506  

I WISH I COULD A QUIET CORNER I wish I could take a quiet corner in the heart of my baby’s very own world. I know it has stars that talk to him, and a sky that stoops down to his face to amuse him with its silly clouds and rainbows. Those who make believe to be dumb, and look …

I ASK FOR A MOMENT’S INDULGENCE TO SIT BY THY SIDE   I ask for a moment’s indulgence to sit by thy side. The works that I have in hand I will finish afterwards. Away from the sight of thy face my heart knows no rest nor respite, and my work becomes an endless toil in a shoreless sea of …