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christmas poetry

dite che lo amate
quando ero un ragazzo all'universitŕ
sono vecchio e cieco
come mi trovo coperto dentro, selezionato dentro
ascolti il mare suonante
aranci di coglitura nubian blu-neri
agito i miei capelli nel vento della mattina
fra le montagne ho vagato
ho fatto una pausa la stoffa per tendine aperta
tranquillamente, con il reverance, nel awe
in qualche luogo ho letto un racconto sconosciuto, vecchio, arrugginito
andato prima di noi
il piů triste dell'anno

 



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