Poetry everywhere

Author: Paolo

  • Giuseppe Adamo

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    Giuseppe Adamo, Marignana Arte I imitate a layered horizon Discreet brushstroke of a universal picture, Plants, stones and metals transpire. With my eyelids I seize A new creation Eyelashes caress imperfections In dimensions that shake hands

  • Venice Carnival 2020: art and poetry meet

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    Venice Carnival 2020. On the occasion of the 2020 Venice carnival I was commissioned to decorate one of the twelve doves that according to ancient tradition are associated with the twelve “Marys” of the carnival. Invited by dr. Roberto Zamberlan of the Bevilacqua La Masa Foundation I prepared a poem that could decorate one of…

  • Poem V – Mondeval

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    Mondeval is a place of the spirit near Cortina d’Ampezzo. I usually go there to lose myself in that valley stuck between the mountains and the mystery of time that does not flow, where human beings are hardly encountered, if not some lost soul remained entangled there from the days when men still dressed like primitives.…

  • POEM IV – Kristina Antipkova

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    POEM IV – Kristina Antipkova (Unfortunately) she is not my girlfriend, lover or friend. She is a beautiful girl that I have awarded at the beauty contest ‘Miss Princess of Europe’. And to which they asked me to dedicate some quickly written verses during the award ceremony. I really enjoyed doing it, so if anyone…

  • POEM III Cianderou

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    POEM III Cianderou Stop, restless soul And silently climb up high Step by step Leaving behind what has been And embracing what will be Here you will find mysterious wood, jumping beasts, nymphs and legends embedded in every rock But above all from up here you can see the valley And there, find the roof…

  • Chapter XIV – a radical chic marquioness

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    Chapter XIV – a radical chic marquioness This morning, following the advice of a chaffinch chirping on a pine tree, while I was watching the sea from my terrace in Elba island looking for the answer to this mystery that surrounds me, I called the Baroness. Distractedly I told her about a somewhat spicy tinder…

  • Chapter XIII – Looking for salvation

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    Chapter XIII – Looking for salvation Like every morning here on Elba island I woke up and rushed to the beach. Like every morning I put on my mask and the lycra shirt and I plunged into the icy sea of ​​Elba. But unlike every other morning from the pier I took the direction to…

  • Chapter XII Traditional love

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    Chapter XII Traditional love ‘The only thing I can tell you is this: go beyond your senses, follow your heart ‘. The voice of the spirits gave me an imperative and now I am following it. My heart told me to meet a twenty-six-year-old Russian girl crossed on tinder. And now I’m driving through the…

  • Chapter XI The spirit of Elba island

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    Chapter XI The spirit of Elba island I looked at that ancient figure with a mixture of admiration and surprise. ‘Who are you?’ I asked curiously. The little satyr emerged from the plants. ‘It’s the spirit of this island,’ he replied with a childlike voice. ‘What do you want from me?’. ‘There are forces that…

  • Chapter X Monserrato

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    Chapter X Monserrato ‘Monserrato’. That word, that I discovered in the secrets of the sea, was planted in my mind. I was thinking i would have to go to Sardinia in the city of Monserrato, or even to Barcelona to the Monserrat monastery. But a quick search on the smartphone was enough to find out…