Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian poetry.
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siamo anime in otri di pelle
anime che sono fiumi
tumultuose
sospese in un oceano
sospinte da fuori e da dentro
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Poesia inedita citata nell’articolo di ieri del Cittadino di Monza
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Nov11
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annamosca 
What beautiful shades of blue! Thanks for sharing!
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You are welcome! Thank you for commenting this post.
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So, I don’t mean to be the lazy American, but what does it say? I love the Italian poetry Sunday! Maybe I can pick up some Italian this way.
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Happy you do! You are welcome here any Sunday and Tuesday and I do hope you’ll pick up some Italian but, as with any language learning a language require some studying and practice…
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shortly put what this poem says is that we are souls poured in skins tossed
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shortly put, what this poem says is that we are souls poured into skins floating in an ocean moved from within and without❣️
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Wonderful poem!
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Thank you for your appreciation!
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