Tag Archives: mindfulness

Pick Me Up

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peaceful the dust
lingers on my shelves

I touch books thrown
back in time where

is all that mind
knowledge gone

the people that
walked with me

transmuted no
stone left unturned

no thing left the same
I let dust be as

my eyes scan spines
bleached by the

sunlight come
god pick me up

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Con il buio

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Sunday’s Poems are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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i giorni in cui devo

insegnare

mi sveglio

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prima degli uccelli

parto

con il buio

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con il buio ritorno

le stelle mi illuminano

di sorrisi

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Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

 

 

 

Perhaps

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perhaps I live for ever
beyond the world’s borders
without realizing

those limits useless talks
and mean chit-chats
laid out as spider webs

perhaps I fly protected

in the blinding light
and at night I cry
cause I did not grasp it

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January 27 was International Holocaust Memorial Day , this poems is my contribution to honor the victims.

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A Mary Oliver

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Sunday’s Poems are dedicated to Italian Poetry (audio version below), on Tuesday this poem will be published in English.

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poesia che scappa

liquida agli angoli

degli occhi coricata

ricordo e non trovo

parole che incartino

questi sentimenti

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Audio: Cliccare per la versione audio

 

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Once More

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I did read six pages
this morning
to make me revolve
once more
in the right direction
it has been
long since I could
poetry came
to give me a hand
to see who
am I once more

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Feeling sad… The six pages mentioned in this poem I published Tuesday are those of a Mary Oliver book, and today, two days later, she passed away…

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Making Room

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left with questions
raising as people complain
not understanding
hiking the silent way alone
making answers room

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Yesterday it was my birthday, I choose this poetic meditation for today because growing is a beautiful, truly beautiful, journey – even when we don’t understand life.

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Sento

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Sunday’s Poems are dedicated to Italian Poetry

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quando scrivo sono

guardo mi svuoto

sempre più ricca

 

guardo l’albero

nella nebbia e sono

l’albero e la nebbia

 

non avverto confini

non penso sento

la poesia è essenza

 

d’essere vita

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Tuesday Poems will be in English as usual.

Sì, la domenica le poesie saranno in italiano!

This Whisper

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I write hesitantly

as if scared to feel

too much as if afraid

to make noise

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to intimidate

the graciousness

of this whisper past

my ears past my mind

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I got there somehow

once more afraid

to be cast away

when I was it

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Immagina

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i morti di quei campi
i morti della guerra
i morti delle stragi politiche
i morti del mediterraneo

i morti che
non appartenevano
alla parte giusta
alla razza giusta
al paese giusto

tornano tutti
in vita un giorno
come in un sogno
per svegliarci tutti
immagina

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