Silvia Accorrà

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Mezzoforte
Cultura Duemila Editrice, 1991


Ashes
I wish how I wish
That you could learn this language
Embers' language
Fire's language
Beyond which believe
It does not make sense at all
Talking of heat.



Maremonti
I have a sea-reaching desire
Of you among your mountains
To tell the distance is short
But the dust is neverending
I ask you all
I cannot receive from you,
something isn't working, as ever,
something highly painful
ascends laughing its path
because crying is forbidden.

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