POETRY

POETRY OF FAREWELL     To the east and west the walls of Luoyang, long I salute the passage of time. Before she left the snow that seemed flowers, Now come the flowers that seem to snow. (Fan Yun) http://www.amazon.com/Sunflower-Splendor-Thousand-Chinese-Midland/dp/0253206073

WAITING FOR YOU I lived of waiting for you. My heart slow, was just your steps. (Paul Valery) http://www.amazon.com/Art-Poetry-Bollingen-XLV-Vol/dp/0691018804/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8 http://www.amazon.it/Opere-scelte-Paul-Val%C3%A9ry/dp/8804614021/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1430907348&sr=8-1&keywords=Poesie+Val%C3%A9ry%2C+Paul

WITH EVERY GOODBYE, YOU LEARN With every goodbye you learn. And you learn that love not lean on someone, and the company is not security. And you begin to learn that kisses are not contracts, and the gifts are not promises. (Jorge Luis Borges) http://www.amazon.it/Jorge-Luis-Borges-Vita-Poesia/dp/2296020615 http://www.amazon.com/Borges-Selected-Poems-Jorge-Luis/dp/0140587217

SERENADE     Along the banks of the river the night is bathing and on the breasts of Lolita die of love the branches.      Die of love branches. The night naked singing on the bridges of March. Lolita washes her body with brackish water and Nardi.      Die of love the branches. Glitters in high over the rooftops the …

I WANT SEATING NEAR YOU I would sit next to you in silence, but I have not the courage: I’m afraid my heart I go up to my lips. That’s why I speak foolishly and hide my heart behind the words. Taken cruelly my pain for fear you to do the same. My pillow looks at me at night with …

When love enters our life, we are surprised, because that sense of merging with your loved one, makes us understand a seemingly simple thing, and quite unusual: love is the only means at our disposal to break the loneliness, often lurking in some moments of our lives. In some poems, this perception ensured by love is fully expressed, so poignant, …

LOVE           Love is a brief word, but embraces all the others, because it includes the body, the soul, life and the whole being. We perceive it as well as feel the warm blood, we find out how the air, we carry in ourselves as our thoughts. For us there is nothing more important. (Guy de …

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, …