POETRY

LEDA     The swan in the snow shadow appears; its beak is amber, candles dawn; the soft twilight that passes so brief candid dyes your wings of light. And then, in waves of blue lake, after dawn lost its glow, wings outstretched neck and remove the retainers, Silver Swan is bathed in sunlight. That is, when the feathers silk …

SHORT WALK So short is our path in this dream. The world of a rose. But we make it huge, with stops long sweet kisses, on the leaves open. Anonymous Egyptian (XVI-XI cent. BC) http://www.amazon.com/Reading-Ancient-Egyptian-Poetry-Histories/dp/1405125470

I WRITE THE WORD “MUTE” I write the word ‘mute’ into the condensation on the window. I breath across it again and write your name. Then lick the letters off the glass, pretending my tongue is a mop for souls. We have the evenness of our hands, to survey the unevenness of our lives. (Nathan Shepherdson) http://www.amazon.it/Sweeping-Light-Back-Into-Mirror/dp/0702235695

I WANT TO I want to love you with simple way; with words that the wood didnt get to say to the fire which burn it into ashes I want to love you with simple way; with cues that the cloud didnt get deliver to the rain that make it disappear. (Djoko Damono) http://www.amazon.com/Suddenly-night-poetry-Sapardi-Damono/dp/9798083008

THE DEEP NIGHT I speak from the depths of the night, from the depths of darkness, and from the depths of the night. I speak, if you come to my house, man. Bring a light and a window, I can look through, the happy crowd in the alley. (Forough Farrokhzad) http://www.amazon.com/Sin-Selected-Poems-Forugh-Farrokhzad/dp/1557289484

THE LOOKING GLASS Getting a man to love you is easy, only be honest about your wants as woman. Stand nude before the glass with him, so that he sees himself the stronger one, and believes it so, and you so much more, softer, younger, lovelier. Admit your admiration. Notice the perfection of his limbs, his eyes reddening under the …

PROLOGUE That I may look up at the sky until the day I die, without even an ounce of shame. Also for the wind that blows through the leaves, I have suffered. With the soul that sings the stars, I have to love all the things that go towards death. And then, the way that I was assigned, I will …

SOLITUDE OF TWO BILLION YEARS LIGHT Small globe on humans sleep, get up and work, sometimes want to have companions on Mars. The Martians on their small world, I do not know what to do, maybe a little sleep, get up a little, they work a little? Sometimes they want to have companions on Earth. This is absolutely safe. Universal …

YOU SHOULD NOT KNOW THE DESPAIR Should not you know despair, if the stars sparkle every night; If the dew falls silent at night, and the sun gilds the morning. Should not you know despair, though the tears to flow freely. Not the years most loved, forever in your heart? Cry, you cry, so it must be. The wind sighs …

PARALLELS You go, the space is large, there are borders, we want to talk. But what we tell, the other already knows, because from the outset, erased, forgotten, is still the same adventure. In dreams we meet, we love, we are complete. Does it go farther, than in ourselves, or another. (Eugene Guillevic) http://www.amazon.co.uk/The-Other-Poems-Eugene-Guillevic/dp/0976844982