It’s my turn to be Noah

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Trilingual post: English, Italian and Romanian languages

Tall windows are melting loaded
with irises hanging in a impeccable waiting
a beyond that I do not discern more
The tension in the air of impending rain cut obliquely the horizon,
diluting each sound
My obsessions are twisted tools
in an orchestra where the conductor is dying
The silence fills any verb
And look …suddenly it’s raining plenary and
in every drop on my forehead I see
an apocalyptic flood
It’s my turn to be Noah

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Finestre alte si sciolgono caricate
con delle iridi appesi in impeccabile attesa
Quel al di là non lo discerno più
La tensione nell’aria d’imminente pioggia taglia obliquamente l’orizzonte,
diluendo ogni suono
Le mie ossessioni sono strumenti contorti
in un’orchestra dove il direttore è moribondo
Il silenzio riempie qualsiasi verbo
Ed ecco …all’improvviso piove plenario e
in ogni goccia sulla mia fronte vedo
un diluvio apocalittico
E’…

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