mercoledì 31 ottobre 2018

While fire is again on my skin

It's a long a time that I don't sing
as my voice has become just a sin
but I've so many things to sing
while fire is again on my skin

And every time I remember I can sing 
is when the autumn is behind the door 
and every time I surrender to my dreams 
is when I need to live into a new hope 

Now that I am so close to Samhain
and time is only a false belief
I can sail among the worlds to see
all the men I would have been

And every time I remember I can sing 
is when the autumn is behind the door 
and every time I surrender to my dreams 
is when I need to live into a new hope

martedì 30 ottobre 2018

Last night in Belfast city

Last night in Belfast city
what else that I should know?
If failure is now knocking at the door
The air is not yet freezing
and I am here alone
thinking of all the times
I have lost

Is there somewhere for me any peace? 
Or I will live forever in labyrinths. 

What am I living 
I don't know what is 
I suggest to myself it is the right way
I can't really say if it is the right play 

I am still singing 
even if rarely 
I have to show I am still a strong man 
while I am becoming only a desert land 

The people here seems to live
alone inside the crowd
running as they have to reach
highest clouds
Here I feel I'm a stranger
but at the same time
I feel I am here since I was alive

Is there somewhere for me any peace? 
Or I will live forever in labyrinths. 

What am I living 
I don't know what is 
I suggest to myself it is the right way 
I can't really say if it is the right play 

I am still singing 
even if rarely 
I have to show I am still a strong man 
while I am becoming only a desert land 

5th October 2018, Belfast (UK)

domenica 28 ottobre 2018

Tempo arato

Vuoto di carne
respiro osseo
le mie orme perse
nel tempo arato

mercoledì 17 ottobre 2018

Cornacchie

Cornacchie ancestrali
su campi antropizzati
piccola ferita di luna
sul fiore di malva:
gli occhi raccolgono
l'anima rammenda
i fili sparsi
di ottobre.

martedì 2 ottobre 2018

Over Manchester

Mi affido alle nuvole
fiato sacro
di dei arcaici
sopra quest'isola
antica di nomi
e di battaglie
tra pioggia e sole
riscopro di nuovo
il volto segreto
del mio spirito.

Over Manchester, UK - 30th September 2018