Author Archives: anna mosca

About anna mosca

Artist, poet, photographer, reader, lover, walker, traveler. Feeling in wilderness. Been writing lots of poetry, taking less pictures, teaching a whole lot, traveling less than usual, loving more than allowed, riding public city bikes and not planes, puzzled over paintings. Beside all those forms I am.

The Birds Trills

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just before
I breathed in I was
breathing out

I run to this
place to be with you
you seem aloof

to life or to give
anything out afraid
even to receive

I play with the birds
trills as people rush
home from work

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This poem is part of the collection California Notebooks 02 

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My Feelings

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my feelings this time

don’t want to stay on

paper or even reach it

there’s is a modesty

to them as they rise

from my aging family

I move from pangs

of anxious pain to

serenity as giving

honor to vulnerability

brought forth a new

sweetness to be

savored alone

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Summer Poems – Vintage

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summer is usual

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year after year

I seldom stop

to realize the cycles

in my own life

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I just hung out in the

yard to dry some clothes

I wore when I was sixteen

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colorful clashing joyful

lightly sprayed to let

the sun iron them

back to life they are

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called vintage nowadays

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Inedita – Bellezza

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Sunday’s posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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manco

nel narrare la bellezza

un attributo divino

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le parole allineate come perle

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pronte per essere collana

e io che non trovo

il filo

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If you wish to read the English Version click here.

Sì, la domeninca le poesie saranno in italiano!

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.