Samhain is the mode

It's almost Samhain
A special Samhain
'Cause I need to rebirth more
than before and I know
it’s the right moment

It doesn’t rain here

And it’s not cold, still
And most of the wood is still
Dressed with summer and I
Love this autumn so warm

It’s the time to join to join
The eternity
Without being frightened frightened
To live really

I am at the end of
My feeling so secure
It’s coming back in a blow
All the weakness I know
Only challenges in front

It’s the time to allow to allow
The new begin
Samhain is the mode the mode
To make it real

Promessa

Promessa solenne
Trenta di ottobre
(Notte di angoscia)
Chiedo da oggi
Nuova alleanza
Al tempo sordo
Per preparare
Le mie mura
Prima dell'inverno

Decifrare

Decifro lettere

interrogo memorie

del passato ancestrale:

stento a squarciare

il velo nero dell'oblio

tempestato di giorni

e inverni infiniti.

Il mio sangue svelerà

il simbolo recondito?

Discernimento

Nell'ampiezza inconclusa del mondo
occorre discernimento
per rendere l'osso sacro
perpendicolare a una terra
per imparare una lingua
dal sibilo di un vento
per seguire il richiamo
di un punto cardinale.

(Io invece sbriciolo insensatezza
su sentieri che si biforcano
in mezzo ad attese sterili
mentre ascolto questa pioggia
intonare l'idioma
di un altrove cosmico )

Nion *

Ho visto il frassino ritagliare
con foglie ancora appuntite
pezzetti di cielo turchese
per sminuzzarli all'alba
sul cristallino attonito
dei miei occhi stanchi.

Sono divenuto un sarto
attento di amnesia
che unisce colori e frasi
per tessere il disegno
immobile e crocifisso
del perfetto fallimento.


* “frassino” in gaelico irlandese

Fengmen *

Il vento del nord ha sferzato
con violenza inaudita
in questo primo autunno
la mia colonna vertebrale

il dolore del cambiamento
interseca le mie vertebre
che scendono gocciolando
dal mio cielo immaginato

(il mondo ruota ancora nel cosmo
spinto dallo stesso vento
che attraversa le sbarre aguzze
delle prigioni metafisiche)


* “Porta del vento in lingua cinese”

Your son

Along your way back home
You found a boat
To cross the lake of nothingness

I saw you from a coast
And I have thought
You were so strong to fight them

And at the end you have won
Within your arms your son

Your bad times have gone away 
And the pain washed the shame 
Let the people being their shades 
And your darkness fade away 

You are a mother now 
And you can say it loud 

There were dark periods and
Sometimes the end
Was so near to be touched

It’s not easy to learn
To live alone
But now you know that

And you don’t need it no more
Now that you have your son


Your bad times have gone away 
And the pain washed the shame 
Let the people being their shades 
And your darkness fade away 

You are a mother now 
And you can say it loud

Cowardice

In this evening when the autumn
Starts to speak with its loud voice
And I’m so far from the ocean
From its beautiful noise

I wonder to myself
Why I am still there
Among the living creatures

And I think it would be better
If I was somewhere else
With the body under the soil
And the soul outside of it

So that I really could
Close this sense of deep rout
And I could melt my being

So maybe it’s better I die 
No I can go on trying, again 
I hope death is my way to fly 
Far from the pain I have inside 

But these thoughts are just illusion
And at the end I’m still here
With the heaviness that crushes me
So that I can hardly breath

And it’s so difficult
To stop all by my own
Cowardice is my last failure

Today if I think I will die 
I feel better inside, to me 
Life is just a gift, not a right 
And I have wasted its holy time 

Nella foto, Mediterraneo dalla Baia di Dingli, Malta