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having infinity
taking over me
that is my practice
in the desert
to rehearse boundless
to have a sip of
eternity once
in a while
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Tag Archives: anna mosca
Oct4
Dreams From The California Notebooks
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showering
under the full moon
each drop a miniature
globe satellite revolving
my breath slowing
with each step
in the garden
eyelids lowering
under the rays
reflecting
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Sep20
On Dreams
I was trying to
dilate a dream
connecting deep
taking time
the early afternoon
was suddenly dark
fingers sinking
into it wrenching
walking the mind
dumbfound rounds
and rounds
sleepwalker
on a pitfall
a dive into
nothingness
an upside down
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Sep13
Intertextures – Crossing Rivieras
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transparency
is something I
share with fish
I’m suspended
at last a gracious
moment they
stick closer if I
hold in stillnes
even more come
what is there
re generation
wisdom shared
I wish I could
last forever in
salty waters
weightless
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More poems of this collection: “Crossing Rivieras” can be found on this blog with the search botton to your right.
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Sep10
Tra un singulto… video
A short video (1’02”) of a poem read at the Festival of Literature of Arcore while I was presenting my book “Imputami il peccato di voler sopravvivere”. The book is in Italian only and can be found on Amazon.
Ecco un breve video (1’02”) di una poesia estrapolato dalla presentazione del libro “Imputami il peccato di voler sopravvivere” al Festival della Letteratura di Arcore il 17 Aprile 2016.
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Il libro, scritto solo in italiano, è in vendita nelle migliori librerie come online. E’ stato pubblicato nel 2013.
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Aug30
These Days
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the tree of life
cannot be taken
down by shotguns
the tree of knowledge
has because we do
not understand
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Aug19
Born in a Dream
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I wish to be home
in the desert
wide open to nothingness
waiting
for my own shadows
immobile
vulnerable to the wind
filling me
emptiness and whispers of
far away lands
born in a dream I’m gone
as I write
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A teaser from the new volume of the California Notebooks I’ve been working on…
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Aug16
Pregnant Cloud, 2015
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I can’t stop
my steps
if every step
charges me up
verses overflowing
I’m the pregnant cloud
ready to pour as I sit
in front of this hot sun
I’ve my own shape
definite contoured
by blue patches
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Aug13
Italian Summer, Ferragosto 2015
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mid day of August’s
mid month some echoes
of a church service
on a television where
there are very few visions
a small breeze rises
awakening me to
a tiny drip drop
a small precipitation
into myself until
an airplane breaks
the clouds in two
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Aug9
Stillness
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I sit quietly
to open this treasure
stillness the key
to translate
silence
my new language
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Aug1
Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Whispering, 2016
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I like to think
of my memory
fixed as I age
having a better
recollection of
all it has been
while
never alone
to get broader eyes
looking at the now
and what’s beyond
to see the whole
picture but
all I want indeed
is to have these
beautiful ears
placed as jewels to
decorate me
to hear dogs laughing
and birds singing
to detect clearly
his love whispering
the deep silence
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.
The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.
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Jul31
Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Stillness And Dances, 2016
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I satisfy myself
in circles of light
stillness and dances
it’s the music
within that slows
us down and we
wonder and return
to these lovely
planes
a step or two
to understanding
the sound
silence broken
by golden lights
we curl up
we are being
picked up
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.
The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.
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Jul30
Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Calm Waters, 2016
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I dip into these
same calm waters
ahead of me
the mountain
and monumental
the building
where it was
all revealed
one day in my
teens the green
light of life and
the silence
as a solemn
soundtrack making all
things stilled
yet moving in life
a vibration such as
a dancing slow motion
images of bliss here
words are useless
there you need to be
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.
The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.
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Jul29
Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Curling up, 2016
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It’s the spiral
I know the never
ending
movement
of one circle
after another
it’s that coming
back to that point
from a different
point of view
the lighthouse
over the ocean
the curling
of the waves
the undercurrent
us never still
his voice breathing
out and calling
us in a golden
band a nest of
fingers crossed
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.
The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.
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Jul28
Not Rosaries Nor Missals – A Dress Freshly Made, 2016
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we kept
each others
letters
first steps
on the coals
cheering
each other
I used to give
out a lot
all I could
I had long
travels ahead
I always knew
even dreams
were shared
and trimmed
as a dress
freshly made
for the occasion
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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.
The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.
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