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let’s not forget
the improvised song
falling from above when
you stop to meditate
wings flapping
nervously sounding
almost metallic
that clear it seems
lighter than
daylight
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This poem is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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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 is part of the newly published collection California Notebooks 02
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the seduction of silence
lays in between pages
behind printed letters
it breaths and live
in spite of your sight
beauty that never gets
old a thousand dawns
rising slowly within
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I have worn shoes
covered with trails
dust sticking loud
louder than my long
path of silence I
have asked to see
the way I could tread
barefoot as in a dream
where roads aren’t
hard where people
say without speaking
love is reverence
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13.
while I learn to move my ears
in the air to grasp whispers
poetry explains itself
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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12.
clouds have covered the whole
day slowing down my rhythm
I walk as barefoot on carpet
placing words carefully
dozing off a bit hanging
poetic moments behind my eyes
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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11.
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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10.
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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6.
as the steps behind the stage
before the curtains rise fretful
yet filled with anticipation are
these morning poems coming
to me out of silence – eager
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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5.
on mornings I walk
into the sun rising with each step
I type in words – they crowd around me
at dawn very few people are
around silence is bubbling
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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3.
just as bunny rabbits
at dusk poems show up
and while you stand
with your mouth open or
an enchanted smile
they rush away
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After Wallace Stevens poem Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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2.
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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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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English Text – La versione italiana è sotto la foto
Hello, hello (a song starts in my mind, actually a couple of songs, overlapping each other)… this is a small update to share with you the excitement about the book California Notebook coming out soon!
I’m doing some “sort of “ last minute countdown on the date the book will be available to all on the internet and on the best libraries! Being Italian this book had to be published in Italy, a country that loves approximations, and I myself I’m not a number lover, I must admit. I will make sure to tell you when that is.
Meanwhile, as God has his mysterious ways and the universe moves in spite of us, it turns out that I’ve been invited to launch my book by the Comune of Arcore, the city counsel of the small town I’m from, where I grew my wings before starting to fly all over the world. Isn’t this absolutely karmic? I got chills when I started to see the picture. We always start from the roots no matter how large into the clouds our branches are.
Hopefully those kids that grew up with me will show up and we’ll have some kind of planned from above reunion, yes, because my mom and I keep on running into people I’ve not seen in decades. My heart is overflowing. Shortly after I will leave my hometown to fly back to California to gather more inspiration and serenity, to breath deeply and to warm my bones in the sun.
Anyhow here is a little spoiler: the book will be filled with poetry on silence and the beauty of life, counting 80 poems! It will come out first as paperback then as hardback cover too and e-book. Not sure what your preferences are, if you let me know I’ll be delighted…
I’m so happy to be able to share this awesome book (so some of my super-fans say) with you. I will fill you in with details soon.
Dedicated to those people whose soul wants to rise and blossom.
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Small update: California Notebooks il libro
Hello, hello (una canzone parte nella mia testa, in effetti un paio si sovrappongono)… questo è un piccolo update per condividere con voi la mia felicità per l’uscita imminente del libro California Notebooks/Quaderni californiani!
Sto facendo una “specie di count-down” per la data di quando il libro sarà disponibile on line e nelle migliori librerie! Dico “specie” perché ben sappiamo che in Italia, dove ho pubblicato questo libro (essendo italiana non avevo scelta per questioni fiscali), si amano le approssimazioni su date e orari. Io stessa non sono molto precisa con i numeri, lo ammetto. Farò in modo di farvela sapere.
Nel frattempo, siccome Dio ha vie misteriose e l’universo continua a muoversi nonostante noi, salta fuori che il Comune di Arcore, paese da cui provengo, dove ho cresciuto le mie ali prima di volare in tutto il mondo, mi invita a fare il lancio del mio libro proprio lì. Non vi sembra assolutamente karmico? Mi è venuta la pelle d’oca quando ho cominciato a capire cosa stava succedendo. Si parte sempre dalle radici, indipendentemente da quanto alte nelle nuvole siano i nostri rami.
Spero che i ragazzini/e che sono cresciuti con me verranno e che avremo una specie di riunione organizzata dall’alto, sì, perché sia io che mia madre continuiamo ad incrociare persone che non avevo più visto da decadi. Il mio cuore è felice. Subito dopo volerò di nuovo in California per raccogliere nuova ispirazione e serenità, respirare a fondo e scaldarmi le ossa al sole.
Ad ogni modo ecco una piccola anticipazione: il libro sarà zeppo di poesie sul silenzio e sulla bellezza della vita, per essere esatti, 80 testi! Uscirà prima con la copertina morbida, poi rilegato e come e-book. Non sono sicura quali siano le vostre preferenze e mi piacerebbe saperle, scrivetemele, ve ne sarò grata…
Sono così felice di poter condividere con voi questo libro (come lo descrivono i miei super-fans) eccezionale. Vi aggiornerò presto con gli ultimi dettagli.
Dedicato a quelle persone la cui anima vuole crescere e fiorire.
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Photos by Michal Utterback
