POETRY

FANTASY Leave always wandering the fantasy, the pleasure is always elsewhere: and is dissolved, only to touch, sweet, as bubbles when rain hits. Let her then wander, her, the winged, for thinking that front yet, in it extends. Opens you the door to the cage of the mind, and, you will see, it will launch flying into the sky. (John …

HOLD TIGHT IS WHAT AS GOOD Hold onto what is good, although a handful of earth. Hold onto what you believe in, even if it is a solitary tree. Hold onto what you have to do, even if it’s far away from here. Keep close life, although it is easier to let go. Hold on to my hand, even when …

GULL On the bank of the river gull sings in the cold, no other places, just to himself. It refuses, reflects, down hostile jade honors, with wing feathers, chasing a desire for love, a spear, a puppy in exchange has snow and darkness and showers for bathing. The wind grows, rises to the center of the storm, where only a …

ALL A word bold and swollen with self-importance. It should be written in quotes. He pretends not to miss anything, concentrate, include, contain and take. But it is only a scrap of storm. (Wislawa Szymborska) http://www.amazon.co.uk/Poems-New-Collected-Wislawa-Szymborska/dp/0156011468

IF If you can keep your head when all about you are losing theirs and blaming it on you, if you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way …

WHEN YOU WILL NOT BE LONGER PART OF ME When you are no longer part of me I’ll want to cut out from your memory so many little stars, then, the sky will be so beautiful that the whole world will love the night. (William Shakespeare) http://www.amazon.co.uk/Juliet-Wordsworth-Classics-William-Shakespeare/dp/1840224339 http://www.amazon.it/Romeo-Giulietta-William-Shakespeare/dp/8804499397

NOTHING The angels were looking for her, found her at my side, there where her wings had guided. The angels came to take her away. She had left their home, their day clearer, and had come to live with me. She loved me, because love just loves imperfect things. The angels came from the top, and took her away from …

YOU ARE MY SLAVERY, YOU ARE MY FREEDOM You are my slave, you are my freedom, You are my flesh burning as the naked flesh of the summer nights. You are my home you, with green highlights of your eyes you, high and victorious. You are my nostalgia of knowing how inaccessible at the very moment when I grab you. …

THERE IS A PLEASURE IN THE WOODS UNEXPLORED There is a pleasure in the unexplored forests, and ecstasy in deserted beaches, there is a company that no one can disturb at the deep sea, and music in its roar. I love not man the less, but Nature more, after these talks where I run away from what I am, or …

The man says to the woman I love, and as if I hold in my palm heart, like broken glass, which I bloodied the fingers, when he broke madly. The man says to the woman I love, and as with the depth of kilometers, with the immensity of kilometers, one hundred percent, a thousand percent, one hundred times the infinitely …