Jan 2015
The scent of the sea has arrived
on the wings of the wind
and I have waited
for the sun to sleep
on the bed of the horizon
to let the city lights
dissolve my eyes
in the reflexes of the water
while a long trail
of gaudy golden jewels
stole my mind
to give it back to the silence.
16.11.'13
on the wings of the wind
and I have waited
for the sun to sleep
on the bed of the horizon
to let the city lights
dissolve my eyes
in the reflexes of the water
while a long trail
of gaudy golden jewels
stole my mind
to give it back to the silence.
16.11.'13
The original poem ("Quando è sera") is in Italian.
There is no good translation for a poem.
I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome.
As far as the sound of the poem is concerned,
please, read the original poem.
There is no good translation for a poem.
I apologize for mine. Corrections are welcome.
As far as the sound of the poem is concerned,
please, read the original poem.
