Sguardo di transito (Glancing through): A poem

Monday, September 22, 2008

A poem

Open is the window, the sky is bright with a blue dagger crosswise a ship, keen like a verse an aircraft-carrier for dreams… … But the night lacking you is only darkness, the ringing of telephone a trembling flame around the wick of dreams… Flickers in the silence the shelling time and when i close... Sign in to see full entry.

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Glancing through is the blog made by Franco Romanò, an Italian writer. On it are published essays of literary criticism, poems, a novel, sentences and other, always conneceted with literature. Some of the texts are both in Italian and English; some other only in Italian, but translation of texts of interest may be done on request.

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