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Being, from the California Notebooks 02 (EN/IT)

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This poem – from the newly finished collection California Notebooks 02 – is dedicated to my dear friend Anna Maria who just stepped into everlasting life after much suffering due to cancer.

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being there
one day

where the sound
of butterflies wings

could be heard
stretched on a smile

attentive to my
body changes

on the awe of gratitude
cracking away

a bit at a time
to deeper life

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Questa poesia – tratta dalla nuovissima collezione California Notebooks 02 – è dedicata alla cara, dolcissima, amica Anna Maria, appena passata a vita migliore dopo una lunga sofferenza dovuta al cancro.

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esserci
un giorno

dove il suono delle
ali delle farfalle

può essere ascoltato
disteso su un sorriso

vigile ai mutamenti
del mio corpo

stupore della gratitudine
mi incrino un poco

alla volta a vita
più profonda

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Desert Trip

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November 1st early
morning past sunrise
I’m out in the middle
of the deserted road

I stop to savor the
moment under a sturdy
blue sky half moon
suspended late up there

my eyes running up to
the lengths of the tall
palm trees where only
a bird or two greet me

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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Here’s a teaser from the California Notebooks 02 compilation

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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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Born in a Dream

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I wish to be home
in the desert

wide open to nothingness
waiting

for my own shadows
immobile

vulnerable to the wind
filling me

emptiness and whispers of
far away lands

born in a dream I’m gone
as I write

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A teaser from the new volume of the California Notebooks I’ve been working on…

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Pregnant Cloud, 2015

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I can’t stop
my steps
if every step
charges me up

verses overflowing
I’m the pregnant cloud
ready to pour as I sit
in front of this hot sun

I’ve my own shape
definite contoured
by blue patches

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Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Whispering, 2016

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I like to think
of my memory
fixed as I age

having a better
recollection of
all it has been

while
never alone
to get broader eyes

looking at the now
and what’s beyond
to see the whole

picture but
all I want indeed
is to have these

beautiful ears
placed as jewels to
decorate me

to hear dogs laughing
and birds singing
to detect clearly

his love whispering
the deep silence

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.

The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.

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Not Rosaries Nor Missals – Stillness And Dances, 2016

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I satisfy myself
in circles of light
stillness and dances

it’s the music
within that slows
us down and we

wonder and return
to these lovely
planes

a step or two
to understanding
the sound

silence broken
by golden lights
we curl up

we are being
picked up

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“Not Rosaries Nor Missals” is a collections of poems started on July 2013. The poems, about a spiritual journey, have the habit of popping up here, for a maximum count of seven, in July of each year.

The older poems of the collection can be found, and read, using the search window to the right of this screen.

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