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.

Preludio di cielo

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Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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non voglio

lasciare mai più

questo silenzio

 

questa pace che

ieri mi spaventava

preludio di cielo

 

come lo ricordo

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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

Questa poesia fa parte della raccolta California Notebooks 02 .

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

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Shining Bright

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it’s an afterward
moving

this of giving poetry
a way

to talk about the beauty
lingering

unseen
sensitivity shining

bright
in our darker days

when we
think there’s little

to be seen

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This poem can be read at page 109 of the published collection California Notebooks 02.

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Sleepy Grass

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pensive hazel eyes
flickering around
the night where

perfumes sail to
the clouds away

from the cracking
tiny sound of bare foot
on sleepy grass

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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02

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Random Cloud

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Ithink I’ve lost

that power within

and from above

 

I believe I am

fog that endures

with darkness

 

I think I have

missed the wind

on my sail

 

a random cloud

fair and heavy

to stay away

 

from everything

from you from what

I do not count anymore

 

and I’ve left behind

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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02

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Risveglio

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Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry.

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non mi liscio i capelli
scomposti dal sonno
arruffati i pensieri non
seguo le parole altrui
i miei sogni mi tengono
vacillo tra i passi lenti

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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

Esserci

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Sundays are dedicated to Italian Poetry.

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esserci
un giorno

dove il suono delle
ali delle farfalle

può essere ascoltato
disteso su un sorriso

vigile ai mutamenti
del mio corpo

stupore della gratitudine
mi incrino un poco

alla volta a vita
più profonda

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Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

Questa poesia fa parte della raccolta California Notebooks 02 .

See the previous post of March 5th for the English version.

Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

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Being There

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being there
one day

where the sound
of butterflies wings

could be heard
stretched on a smile

attentive to my
body changes

on the awe of gratitude
cracking away

a bit at a time
to deeper life

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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02

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Light

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approaching the day
with dancing
thoughts

to linger in god’s
presence
light

that stays with me
at night
and in my slumber

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This poem is part of the published collection California Notebooks 02

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Winter Delving

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today too I went
to dig the winter
iced ground I had some
tears I could not let out

they were there like the
worm holes I saw
in the lumps I upturned

there are some things
I do not understand

about mankind
the worms were gone
hiding safe the dirt

just laid there perforated
all its holes not visible
before now looking up
to the sky under my eyes

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