Pietro Federico's Writings
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Poem
Nov.11.2009
‘I’m leaving’and the dawn has never swept anyone away from the cliff-topnor from the holes in the blindsin an order tight as kisses,a light that illuminates, narrates, but cannotjudge our lies.
I see your nude shoulderrising next to your hair.What is this warning fromthe shadow that frees your facefrom the burning lightit at least does not exempt me from watching...
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Poem
Nov.11.2009
No mistake – the more the dark descendsthe more delicate, precious your lips become‘But you didn’t ask me that!...’
‘I won’t leave you,this is our life’ Because you cry with wordsthat tried to be sincereThe heart beating against the chestlike a robin against a windowthat gives the hugest most generousvision it can.
‘why are you leaning over the rail?What can you...
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Poem
Nov.11.2009
At this very moment the starsopen up the heavens.And even when God shall become silentand it will seem we have had the last wordwhat will we have said?Against whom will we have fought,and for what? For the dawn does not break needing to defend itself,and the blades of grass do not bow before the passing windwith fear or respect,nor in order not to look.Do...
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