So

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a beautiful baby, because the mother so it shouted him: the beauty of Mommy
and the mother never lies
and with a brightly smile, just as they have only the kids, it play
run a circle with a rod
and no matter how fast would run, still it is reached
of an old man who asks him grumpy: and you, whose you can be?
so flies the time…

cu-cercul
così
un bel bambino, perché la madre così gli gridò: il bello di mamma…
e la madre non dice mai bugie
e con un sorriso luminoso,
cosi come hanno soltanto i bambini, si gioca
correndo un cerchio con un’asta
e non importa quanto velocemente corre, tuttora lo è raggiunto
di un vecchio che gli chiede burbero: e tu di chi lo saresti?…
così vola il tempo …

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așa
un copil frumos, pentru că așa-l strigă mama lui:…

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don’t hold me

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you could say that I have been made only from the Achilles’ heel
so vulnerable I’m…
time’s arrow kills me anywhere
useless to try to analyze the chemical structure of the arrow
if the love is somehow a Styx
not take me of nothing
I’ll jump even today

achiles-heel
non mi tenete
si potrebbe dire che sono stato fatto solo dal tallone d’Achille
così vulnerabile sono…
la freccia del tempo mi uccide ovunque
inutile cercare di analizzare la struttura chimica della freccia
se l’amore è in qualche modo un Stige
non tenetemi dal niente
mi butto oggi stesso

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nu mă țineți
de parc-aș fi confecționat numai din călcâiul lui Achile
vulnerabil mai sunt…
săgeata timpului mă ucide oriunde
inutil să încerc să analizez structura chimică a săgeții
dacă iubirea cumva e un Styx
nu mă țineți de nimic
chiar azi mă arunc

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Improvisation

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beyond the glass of the sky
are watching you as a Big Brother
the public to vote and one point you will be announced
in a brutal way: ,, leave the game, you’re eliminated,,
to perform one more episode you will need
to play flawlessly the role of passionate
and to flatter the audience of beyond with the prayers and incense spray

a1improvvisazione
di là del vetro del cielo
sei stato guardato come un Grande Fratello
il pubblico di voto e in un punto si sarà annunciato
in modo brutale: ,, lasci il gioco, sei stato eliminato,,
per eseguire un altro episodio dovrai
svolgere perfettamente il ruolo di appassionato
e per lusingare il pubblico al di là con le preghiere e incenso spruzzo

a2improvizație
dincolo de sticla cerului cineva
te supraveghează ca la Big Brother
publicul votează și la un moment dat ești anunțat

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Haughtily

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Go to picking of compassions
the mushrooms after the rain alleged hostile
You say hello to the strangers with outstretched hat
You cannot diddle the shoes under the skin
to be believe that you’re barefoot by sincere
For reasons of hygiene or impotencies
hide under smile the recoil of a teardrop unspoken
an inertia, unsuspected positive, betray you -
on the eyelids it raises the imposture
leaves you with pride at sight – as a stigma
or scars of war of you against you
and receives only half-answers to the greeting

a3altezzoso
vai alla raccolta delle compassioni
i funghi dopo la pioggia presunta ostile
saluti i sconosciuti con il cappello teso
non ti puoi mettere le scarpe sotto la pelle
per credersi che sei scalzo di sincero
per ragioni di igiene o di impotenze
nascondi sotto il sorriso un rinculo di una lacrima inespressa
inerzie…

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we continue until the bingo or … Earth, a souped-up ball

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Birds forgotten inert
as living statues
leaves plucked from the branch
are motionless in the air that seems to
a compact ice block
Everything is stiff in a crystal
it breathes inside
each in its carcass
thoughts crowded up to the implosion
glued
illegible Post-it
the hologram of the world locked
as a reminder of terror
is a sign that the great puppeteer
rest his hands

in the room often called The Universe
the megaphones have thundered
was shouted line
we continue until the bingo

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Continuiamo fino al bingo o … Terra, una pallina truccata
Uccelli dimenticati inerti
come le statue viventi
foglie strappate dal ramo
immobili nell’aria che sembra
un blocco di ghiaccio compatto
Tutto è compattato in un cristallo
si respira all’interno
ciascuno nella sua carcassa
i pensieri zeppi fino all’implosione
incollati
dei post-it illeggibili
l’ologramma del mondo bloccata
come un ricordo del…

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The poem erected (2)

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You might believe that all illegitimate children
are conceived through photosynthesis
That you could save the love
putting aside for times of eucharis
That suffice it to say words stereotyped
conventional tender
as the prayers in a hurry
You might believe that all the nerves
are plotting in tune with the virtues
to transform them in some way in the vices
and that being a poet is a kind of disability
as a patient who is suffering from a venereal
or a pencil impaled straight in the spine
a finger always superfluous
You might believe that you could become erect, only sitting, first,
a long time humble in the emptied itself
in the end
we keep the word, even in silence
as of the elastic sticks
to scare away stray dogs of fate
and not to lose ourselves in that wandering on who we going

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the erected poem

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I caress the knee of the glass and ask him
how much is jealous
when I forget it in a corner of the table among the texts never finished
and I betray him with a woman
knowing that most of the men kiss the lips of the glasses
looks at me with full of eyes
from the beads somehow tells me
you are looking for the truth in wine
the mystery in the women
and poetry in meat of the paper
a sort of minor trinity
the poetry and the women often it leaves you
and so not his sorrows it drowned as well as the sweet too fleeting
you always come back to me because it’s so
to drink your soul to the last drop
just one thing to keep in mind
,, to let the woman drink from me,
your glass,
is an…

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