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Measures from The London Hours

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something to do with measures
unknown
to others the length
of my despair whether is
it by nature, mine
or a not understanding of facts

of the jokes
among men, their secret bets
their sudden shoulders

and all was lived
and built, all that had an essence

to dust them off
to cough them up
it’s all forgotten
at once.

I don’t seem
to understand other’s
measures, the sense of
their steps, it’s long
far from me.

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From the collection of The London Hours, 2012.

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An Upside Down World

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tonight
the moon is full

emptied from a thousand
engagements I lay in hot
water maybe illuminated

from the sky is the silence
repose approaching
hidden from light

an upside down world
a somersault and a wriggle to

find myself wondering star under
inside some lights I turn off before
the thoughts – then the eyes

slightly vibrating
weightless in the space
I found within

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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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Spring From The California Notebooks 2015

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the blossoms on the trees
this is the season are pink

and white both becoming to
the sky’s hues as to the thin
blushing of the passing clouds

some are already stretched
on the ground decorating grass
dirt or cement some floating

dead in puddles reflecting
though a darker sky

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Poetry From The California Notebooks 2015

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I pick up words
as small daisies
on a spring field

careful to hold them
in small bunches
never as beautiful

as when first spotted
a memory of wonder
blushing as they close

around their meaning
covering the heart
shy of a truth near

enough – our dull spirits
remembering only a note
or two

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Nights From The California Notebooks 2015

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the stillness
of some nights
has few equals

owls sounds
out of nowhere
under this canopy

honeyed darkness
wrapped around
my lonely steps

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California Notebooks 2014 EN/IT featuring on IPM today (audio version too)

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I had the feeling
I had been lost at sea
just for a few weeks

if weeks count as
years having no sweet
food or drink just

overcoming the waves
withstand the wind patience
unfolded under the sun

one morning – passing by
a mirror – not able to
recognize myself

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(The audio versions can be found, at the end of the poem, here on the IPM page http://wp.me/phPCu-MX)

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ho avuto la sensazione
d’esser stata naufraga persa
nel mare qualche settimana

se le settimane contano
come anni senza cibo
o acqua dolce solo

le onde da superare
sopportando il vento la pazienza
spiegata sotto il sole

una mattina – passando
davanti a uno specchio –
incapace di riconoscermi

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Dreams From The California Notebooks, 2015

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my feet are crossed
in bed casually

as if I were laying
under an apple tree

on a motionless
summer afternoon

with arms bent
and opened up

around my head
wings as I travel

the darkened road
one deep breath

after another
to dreamland

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Dreams from The California Notebooks, 2015

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last night I fell in bed
my body loaded

with past worries
each limb lead

I placed my hair
nicely around my head

shutting doors and eyelids
I entered sleep

many worlds were there
I was light going places

there were miracles
even healing and justice

done I played them over
and over going back as

many times as my rest let me
when awakened I was no good

I could not return to life I clung
stoutly to each dream in a doze

in a willingness to believe
the alchemy of transferring

dreams’ revelations into
the actual daily thinking

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Tenderness – California Notebooks, 2015

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I long for your hand
reaching out to you
in your solitary time

it feels right to exchange
tenderness as rare
a garment today

everyone wearing
passion, jealousy, envy
claiming to feel

alive consumed indeed
that common look
wearing everything out

underwear outerwear
deeds feelings selfies
very little left beneath

simply I reach out
to your hand let it be
all with all its significance

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2014-10-18 09.05.17

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California Notebooks, 2015

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when clouds came
with rare rain
painting gray hues

I wanted to follow the
top line of
the mountain range

I had a downfall
lacking some health
for a day of two

during my efforts to rise
rumble came
down the hilltops perhaps

shaking the ground
as the clouds
lowered to the earth

bowing almost a fog
as I lay there one more
dawn on my back
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California Notebooks, 2015

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may my smile
be forever loving
as I play in life

new roles and adjust
words as a tight dress

may wind cloth me
forever changing
just that loving smile

let then one survive
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2014-11-21 09.46.03

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Grateful For 2014, grasp the best of today!

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I wish to express my up most gratitude to all of you for the appreciation shown in 2014 and to wish to each one of you to grasp the best of today, and tomorrow, when it comes, I’ll do the same. This is how I’ve learned to wish you a Happy 2015. Life is one step at a time, day by day we ought to count our blessings. Today I’ve you, thank you.

Hoping to have you here in the days to come.

Below is a collection of the poems you liked the most this past year. I though you may like to read them again, when you got the time, or to notice one you may have missed. Enjoy them!

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compare love
to water
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in its many manifesting
ways
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solid and fluid
misty and evaporating
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going up and coming down
never ceasing existing
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always present
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one form or
another

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/03/29/california-notebooks-2014/

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wishing for one more
soundless day
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swimming quietly
at the bottom of
a sea of written words
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– squealing and chirping
if any outside
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the time held
between night
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and day between
sleep and awakening

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/09/california-notebooks-2014-3/
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it is so
that every morning
I go about pressing the foot
on the same path that’s how
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habits are formed good ones
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I’ve learned in between
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steps to make treasure of
observation new revelations
as they come blossoms
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in presence

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/22/california-notebooks-2014-5/
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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/18/california-notebooks-2014-4/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/02/23/california-notebooks-january-2014-6/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/03/25/california-notebooks/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/03/09/california-notebooks-january-2014-9/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/30/california-notebooks-2014-7/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/05/09/california-notebooks-2014-9/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/05/19/california-notebooks-2014-10/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/02/california-notebooks-2014-2/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/04/26/california-notebooks-2014-6/

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https://annamosca.wordpress.com/2014/03/15/california-notebooks-january-2014-10/

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