Friday, October 16, 2009
[poetry
Angelì [ITALIAN VERSION FOLLOWS] [Inspired by tales told to me by my Calabrian grandmother] Angelì, Angelì Do you see me Silently Breaking through the morning mist. Across fields kissed by Winter’s chill. Now I stand under your window Never far Always near to you. Angelì do you hear me whisper your...
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