echoes of a spectacle – echi di uno spettacolo – ecourile unui spectacol

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photos by valeriu dg barbu at zoomarine Rome

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for ye…

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Yesterday was my 45th birthday … – Ieri è stato il mio 45 ° compleanno …

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in between… – tra… – între…

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I am throwing all the clocks in the washer, in the centrifuge
I squeeze the little bit of happiness from the un-ticked seconds on clock faces, I don’t go out
I don’t go out, I don’t go there, where not long from now
I won’t be able to find even a spot of soil
Spared from reinforced concrete
Without a doubt the vegetation will only grow suspended in the air
And all the living creatures will have to have wings
I don’t go inside either, no, those who inhabit me
Are too much into dogmas and they count their inner scars
And muzzle their hearts thinking that love bites and hurts anything it comes across in its path
You find me sitting in between, on the edge of the eye sockets,
Entrances to caves apparently too deep
My feet dangling in the air, kicking cheeks unseen by mirrors

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last day of shooting at Zoomarine Rome – ultimo giorno di riprese… – ultima zi de filmări…

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new photos by valeriu dg barbu…

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master falconer Niko… Zoe and Fabio, protagonists of the filmImage

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freedom…

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follows tomorrow, news and story

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spectacle continues for another day – spettacolo prosegue per un altro giorno – Spectacolul continuă pentru încă o zi – part 5

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photos by valeriu dg barbu at zoomarine Rome, yesterday…

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(I work with the RAI team at a children’s film) 

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Lips – le labbra – buze

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You can’t get blisters on your heart from longing
just as you get them on your feet from shoes
From love, even less, you won’t be pulling like an ox a plow
Why all this fierce infatuation that
the effort is maximum and that every lyrical love-drenched hiccup is due a round of applause
Want me, I want you, legato, adagio, allegro
the planet doesn’t get blisters from courting the Sun
What are you waiting for, in vain economizing lips, kiss me
before I become a mere faded photograph…

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Non farai vesciche sul tuo cuore dal desiderio
così come si fa alle suole dalle scarpe
Dall’amore, anche meno, non sarai al collo come un bue tirando in aratro
Perché tutta questa feroce infatuazione che
lo sforzo è massimo, e che per ogni lirica d’amore intrisa singhiozzo serve un applauso
Mi vuoi, ti voglio, legato, adagio, allegro
Il pianeta…

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The Pendulum – il pendolo – pendulul

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• MOTTO: Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day? (Sonnet 18)
William Shakespeare

Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm’d;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimm’d;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.

The left eye says to the right one: It’s not fair that
Only you can see the moon shade on…

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In this very moment – In questo stesso momento – chiar în acest moment

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in this very moment
a baby takes his first breath
a soul sleeps out of a body, like a wonder, too early
in this very moment, in the sheets of a bed, orgasm is achieved –
another is merely simulated,
a human being, as a shirt of another, tries the worst pains,
another is subjected to violence in this very moment
we reach new heights in all times famine, we give prizes for disease
rounds of applauses, high emotions that take your breath away, nominations for high positions
historical discoveries and betrayals, abominable plans are concocted
in this very moment
I wrote all the above as if at the same time, while you read it
this unique and countless choir, like a joint plea,
turns the planet
love goes to waste like air that escapes breathing, like a light
in the world of the blind

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in questo stesso…

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