LA LIMONAIA - racconto breve.
Ecco qui un racconto breve, dedicato per me a una persona preziosa, preziosa in modo particolare, quasi etereo e dunque irreale:
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MAYBE ANGRY MAYBE CRUEL (DAYS) - SBUFFI DI PAROLE
Days run
yesterday and
tomorrow –
they run still in the present, a non existing time, so cloudly.
They haven’t sick and tired legs.
Made for slide,
days,
with no tone or nuances,
maybe angry
maybe cruel,
with new clothes when seasons change.
Days pass through
nd I pass through days
(with no particular glory, only too much parenthesis).
E correvano i giorni – e, come dice un…
ALONG THE HIGHWAY - TEN YEARS AND A CENTURY AGO (Lungo l'autostrada, dieci anni e un secolo fa)
Songs have a life and a nature of dictator – they oblige you to remembrance, they slam it on your face without modesty and so you see and feel and also smell the colour and the odour of that notes, in that day, a day which has ever more or less ten years and a century on its shoulders.
And today it happens to me to sense again – wonderful bastard – a song which has still now the taste of that …