Opening poem of the poetry collection California Notebooks 02
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the volume of the sky
above me and the land
stretching from my feet
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it’s an afterward
moving
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this of giving poetry
a way
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to talk about the beauty
lingering
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unseen
sensitivity shining
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bright
in our darker days
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when we
think there’s little
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to be seen
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lets not forget
the improvised song
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falling from above when
you stop to meditate
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wings flapping
nervously sounding
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almost metallic
that clear it seems
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lighter than
daylight
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our venturesome
walks are the cause
me I can’t stay
put too long
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walking life barefoot
doesn’t scare me
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it was probably
because grandpa
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explained everything
to me then – I got it
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the habit of asking why
exacting answers
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even when
the questions
are larger than I
I keep on walking
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November 1st early
morning past sunrise
I’m out in the middle
of the deserted road
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I stop to savor the
moment under a sturdy
blue sky half moon
suspended late up there
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my eyes running up to
the lengths of the tall
palm trees where only
a bird or two greet me
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I’ve got a couple of hours
a couple of water bottles and
some mountains to follow here’s
peace before my Sunday starts
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pensive hazel eyes
flickering around
the night where
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perfumes sail to
the clouds away
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from the cracking
tiny sound of bare foot
on sleepy grass
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I like to see
things from afar
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to climb hills or
even stairs
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see things in
their right
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importance
little
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not available
for grabs
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me up there
where I should be
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almost gone
totally here
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it seems some days
that the sun moves
at a faster speed
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it raises for a kiss
as I get a cup of coffee
and let the cat out
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I see them playing
together in the shiny
grass birds may
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join too as I give
shape to new poetry
typing away
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suddenly it taps
on the backyard for
a sad goodbye
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as I sit speechless
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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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a river pouring
you are not rushing
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to me poetry flows
out is hard to contain
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I’ve no hands for that use
I’ve new eyes to embrace
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strong legs clasped around
it’s an odd place wonderful
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to be tell me what is
new today with you
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I notice the silence
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not anymore the chirping
or the chatter of the wind
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I notice the hummingbird
trying stillness by furious
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flapping I stop engaging
myself I let go of my eyes
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frantic grasping of letters
on a page putting the book
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down where it was letting
my head as beheaded
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falling too
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Poem from the bilingual book California Notebook available for you also online.
Sundays poems are dedicated to Italian Poetry
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noto il silenzio
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non più i cinguettii
o le chiacchiere del vento
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noto il colobrì cercare
l’immobilità sbattendo le ali
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furiosamente smetto di impegnarmi
lascio liberi i miei occhi
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cercano di aggrapparsi alle lettere
sulla pagina quando abbasso il libro
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giù dov’era prima lasciando
cadere come se tagliata
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anche la mia testa
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Poesia tratta dal libro bilingue “California Notebooks” in vendita da Feltrinelli per avere la vostra copia cliccate qui
Yes, on Tuesday poems will always be in English.
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you just know
when you are in
the right place
your soul stretches
out and flies you follow
it somehow with words
and without
This poem is at page 51 of the bilingual poetry book California Notebooks 02
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what I miss
is the time moving
slowly creating a still
silence inside
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watching the clouds
surf slowly and the grass
grow tall when the rain
is done
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walking uphill
seeing the sea from
afar holding its smell
on my skin
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my time immersed
in beauty my time
my days my habits
I hold nothing
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This poem is from the collection California Notebooks 01 available on Amazon if you are interested in purchasing your own copy for your own library shelves.
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I’m not knowledgeable
on climatic changes
the way the winds go
on high or low pressure
I didn’t keep my head on books
but clouds those I know
teaching us
how to be in life
the best ones being
those moving fast
giving no resistance
to life happenings
they follow whatever
wind coming their way
you see them glorying
and soon happily gone
busy dancing
life out
no time to pout – others
grow dark and sit dense
giving headaches
to some of us
they build resistance
to any life changes
no escape
the heaviness
they create
will break on us all
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Poem from the first volume of the book California Notebooks. If you wish to gift yourself, or someone else, for the holidays with a discounted copy click here.
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annamosca 
