Monthly Archives: November 2015

Some Days

I go away by myself some days; With the smell of fishnets just pulled out from the sea, To this island to that island, Following the shearwaters. There are worlds inconceivable; With the sound of blossoming flowers, With the sound … Continue reading

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The Awaited

The patient doesn’t wait for the daybreak, Nor the grave the recently dead, Nor Satan a sin, As much as for you I wait. Now it is too late, I don’t want you to come, You, in your absence I … Continue reading

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I Can’t Describe It

                     (moro romantico) If I cry, will you hear it In my lines; Can you touch My tears with your hands? I didn’t know how beautiful were songs, So inadequate were words Before this sorrow . I know there is … Continue reading

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Secret Love

You had a girl friend, Seven – eight years ago. I saw her yesterday. She was pleased to see me. Standing in the street, We had a chat. She is married, has children. A boy and a girl. She asked … Continue reading

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Stairs

Slowly you will climb these stairs At your feet a pile of sun coloured leaves And for a while, you will look at the sky; crying… The waters have turned pale… the colour of your face is fading Watch the … Continue reading

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Hotel Rooms

In poky little rooms pity is lit In sooty lamps, in sooty lamps. A secret reflection of each face passing-by is left On mouldy mirrors, on mouldy mirrors. Clothes are strewn around, a man is slaughtered On broken tables, on … Continue reading

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