English | Spanish | French | German | Portuguese| Italian

grandma poem

tre giorni li ho sentiti addolorarsi quando mi situo completamente
i cieli che erano ashen e sobrio
ciò è l'arsenale
una penna di acciaio
su e giù va
fra le montagne ho vagato
non rimanga nient'altro
cara moglie

 



Poetry news via Google, MSN, and Yahoo!

  • Denver's homeless play inspiring role - Rocky Mountain News
  • Trio of jockey greats to visit Northlands - Edmonton Journal
  • The beauty of the art of the interned - IRR News
  • 'Slim and None' & 'The Franchise Babe - Golf, God, and Country' by Dan Jenkins (Cybergolf National)
  • Dorrance Publishing Company Announces Recent Book Releases (PRWeb via Yahoo! News)
  • He's a creative force to be reckoned with - Boston Globe
  • Meeting on Persian literature held in Istanbul - IranMania News
  • From a book, little gems about the process of poetry (The Oregonian)
  • Brazilian director swaps Saramago for Shakespeare - Reuters
  • : Creative Writing course for Kurdish people in London : (Kurdish Media)
  • 'Brel's Lonesome Losers' paints riveting portrait thanks to standout ... - Chicago Sun-Times
  • 10 for the Road (The Philadelphia Inquirer)
  • Chinodya remains active author (The Herald)
  • Date Lines: Conference for Eugene O'Neill (San Francisco Chronicle)
  • Urban arts districts take center stage at CSU conference - Cleveland Plain Dealer
 

Get a better Mortgage Rate today and save!

California Mortgage

Poetry | Home | Contact Us | Educational Resources | Vote For This Poem | Visitor Favorites

Summer School Help Beginner Math Physics Primer Chemistry Primer Intro Psychology English Primer
Intro Grammar Beginner Writing American History American Civil War Intro Biology Composition Help


Check out El-Grande Web Directory today!


www.endlesspoetry.com ©Copyright 2004 - 2007 Michael VanDeMar All Rights Reserved