venerdì 13 luglio 2018

Orbitare

Il bosco di mais copre le colline
girasoli mogi fissano il suolo
pozze di sole sulla strada bagnata
come il sangue sulla freccia antica.

Soltanto le immagini quietano
il mio orbitare senza meta.

martedì 10 luglio 2018

Along this way to the south

No need of candles today
Along this way to solstice
I bring only some prayers
Along this way to the south
We live at the climax of the sun
We are only some drops of humans

We have asked the protection to the earth 
Under the ancient stone of the Land 
We have asked pure blessing to the water 
Near the pond into the sacred grove 
And then we asked purification to the wind 
Over the top of the highest hill 
And finally asked the blessing of ancestors 
Near the graveyards lost inside the time 

The time to walk is all we
Need to remember who we are
Every step is a lesson on us and our limits
We are only silence if we don't
Try to find the right grateful words

We have asked the protection to the earth 
Under the ancient stone of the Land 
We have asked pure blessing to the water 
Near the pond into the sacred grove 
And then we asked purification to the wind 
Over the top of the highest hill 
And finally asked the blessing of ancestors 
Near the graveyards lost inside the time

Summer solstice, Alban Heruin 2018

giovedì 28 giugno 2018

Poche

La luna dietro alle braccia
geometriche dell'acciaio
annoia i fauni nascosti
tra le radici degli alberi
ultimi sopravvissuti
in questa pianura nuda.



In assenza di stupore
lecco le poche parole
sulla pelle dei pensieri.

lunedì 18 giugno 2018

Lievi

Sono lievi i passi
sul bordo dell'estate:
macigni incatenati
a caviglie alate
paiono rotolare
lungo erte salite.
Se l'intento è forte
l'attrito si riduce.

venerdì 15 giugno 2018

Ipogeo ventre

Nell'ipogeo ventre
anime d'attesa
feti ancestrali
osservano il tempo.

 La luce presente
 solo scalfisce
fessure sacre
pietra emorroissa.

Foggia, 14 giugno 2018

lunedì 11 giugno 2018

Under the moon of may

When I was a boy
I have left my toys
on the fields under the moon
and now I am not sure

Where they are today
that I need to play
even if I'm a man
that cannot find himself

And under the moon of may 
I've to admit I've gone astray 
along all the wrong roads 
following many bad calls 
the moon is the pure truth 

When the sun is high
I've a mask of light
that helps me to hide myself
from the people of this land

But the moonlight melts
with its long white hands
the mask over my face
And I'm without defence

And under the moon of may 
I've to admit I've gone astray 
along all the wrong roads 
following many bad calls 
the moon is the pure truth 

25th may 2018

domenica 10 giugno 2018

Strawberries road

It's a long time, after the bombs
that I don't walk alone
And I'm here, just to know
If I can still go on
The spring oh is explosive
and there's a wide abundance
without me to know

And there is no consciousness
without any bet
I have to be different
without crying rivers
There's a deep voice that calls me
it's strong but also tender
says you must not fall

Strawberries road 
I am a ghost 
I walk down here 
without being here 
And I remember when you were red coloured 
And I remember when I was a lover
of life 

Every day that I lose
it is a wrong proof
spring shows that I am a fool s
taying into a room
I have to run away where
I know it is all sacred
Yes I know

Strawberries road 
I am a ghost 
I walk down here 
without being here 
And I remember when I was red coloured 
And I remember when I was a lover 
of life 

19th may 2018