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Eyeing The Sky

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it’s part of nature
to wait it took me
a long time to get
it to taste the truth
of such statement

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starts in the cycle
the seed growing
in darkness eyeing
the sky smiling to
the breeze falling

asleep at night so
many times until
it’s fall come in
time that is a
repeat that

is patience at his best

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 11

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there’s a pace you need
to let your soul reach where
there will be no more war inside
of you nor anger where you bow
kindly and poetry welcomes you

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 10

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have you been to that quiet corner
in your house when you shut out
all the superficial chatter where
you are the spirit of poetry

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 8

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some dreams are infinite it takes
but a few words to evoke those
emotions are a whole sea of waves
useless to separate them to make
some sense just a few words
can take you to sea free the page
among waves and winds
keep poetry minimal
so the reader can fly

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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Thirteen Ways Of Looking At a Poem – 2

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sometimes you are just
walking minding your own
business when something almost
invisible floats in front of you

usually a bit on the side not exactly
in front you need to pay attention
and gently pick the poem
out of the air

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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird

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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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Dreams From The California Notebooks

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to ride the wind
is an old dream of mine

I have to (be) content for now
just whispers to my ears

wind that moves foliage
and flowers alike

that caresses the surface
of sea and rocks alike

to soar to dive to lazily
float around things

breathing again
and again

powerful
weightless

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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy  click here

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Mornings From The California Notebooks

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early mornings awakenings
one step after another

a habits that sets
me on the way

who do I meet
on my path

if not wounded
travelers

a shy roadrunner
without a claw

a shiny large crow
with a broken wing

and then there’s me
mending my dreams

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Poem from the newly released poetry book “California Notebooks” to get your own copy  click here

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Being From The California Notebooks, 2015

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stand always
at the beginning of things

keep that attitude
as your compass in life

you are never at the
end it will never be

the end of the world
but always for us

the beginning
of anything new

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This is the closing poem to my new poetry book California Notebooks!  I will send you updates soon as the date of release on the international markets is almost here… have a nice day! 🙂

 

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News and Update On California Notebooks

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News and Update On The California Notebooks

Hello every one, as some of you know California Notebook – the book – is soon to come out! Magic happens. It’s like you are in a big dark storm, yes – lately my life has been quite complicated – and all of a sudden you see that glimpse of light, that gold ray coming through. Wow.Desert pics close up watermarked copy
The project started with an unexpected trip to California, a couple of years ago, to the southern desert of the Coachella Valley, in the middle of the summer. Ah, was that a wise choice? Not to the plain mind but I followed my intuition. The heat and the light stroke me silent and I started to observe all that was around me, how my emotions were responding to it. Well, that is what a poet does, and I’ve been a poet for quite a while. I’ve also been a photographer for a long time and having taught photography for years I was now playing with vintage photographs. The desert was really photogenic, no doubt.

When I returned home to Italy I was changed and I could not stop thinking about the magic atmosphere I had just experienced. desert tripod smile smallI did some work at the Art Academy in Milan where I had been teaching, took care of my student’s fall semester exams, and took off again to California. You must know it’s a trend of mine, this one, to travel to chase the light that showers on foreign places, to collect photos of this miracle and then to set up some art shows in Italy. A few years earlier I started to combine poetry with photography and The London Hours turned out to be a great book. Some of the poems were published right here – on this blog – and were chosen for some video poetry and public performances.

Then many more collections followed, most of them published here on line, of the Italian Riviera light, of the French Riviera light, of some Italian lakes light and so on. I must admit Southern France had its spell on me for a long time. That is the land where the Impressionist drank the light in and came up with such innovations in art and it’s a photographer’s heaven. For several years I rented a studio on the coast and crossed the border that was not a border any longer. Now it’s the California Notebooks turn.

Trips unto silence, meditation and peace, basking in the boldest light. Walks into the desert and into one’s soul and memories. I know some people just don’t get it, but many of us do, considering the numbers of my beloved subscribers. Thank you for traveling this road with me! The life of an artist it’s fascinating and it’s also a destiny I believe. It’s not like I can walk away from it and do something else without feeling miserable because I’m trying a 9-5 job, with paid vacations and sick days. I work constantly and try to stay healthy, plus creating is like taking a trip toward a better life, mine and yours I hope. I love to enrich myself spiritually to be able to share with others.

BRIANZA BOOK FESTIVAL 2015 by Gianluca Carrara copySo, this summer I’ve grown a nice garden in Italy, did some good public readings on the California Notebooks in several places and walked up the impervious road of an elderly relative’s sickness. I never took a break, had no vacation, never visited my beloved Mediterranean sea once. Instead I’ve done a lot of planting, feeding and worked on the book; it will be a good one.

I will keep you posted on the progresses, meanwhile please let me hear from you, it will be nice. Are you rejoicing with me and will partake of this?

💫 Grateful you are enjoying what I share weekly, I love having you here!

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