Imputami il peccato di voler sopravvivere – 10/2010



Una riga,
dentro una volta c’eravamo noi.
negli angoli di una stanza buia.
La notte
attendo che mi si racconti l’amore.



2 responses »

  1. the poem looks beautiful – Italian is pretty to read. and even though i don’t ‘understand’ it because i don’t speak Italian, i still enjoy the feelng and the photo especially. so your art is still touching me. 🙂


  2. Thank you Beth, so nice to read you are willing to go the extra mile!
    Here is a quick translation, just for you 🙂

    A line,
    inside, once, it was the two of us.
    in the corners of a dark room.
    At night
    I wait for love to be told to me.


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