Poco di me ricordo io che a me sempre ho pensato. Mi scompaio come l’oggetto troppo a lungo guardato. Ritornerò a dire la mia luminosa scomparsa.
Patrizia Cavalli
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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@insolitamente
Poco di me ricordo io che a me sempre ho pensato. Mi scompaio come l’oggetto troppo a lungo guardato. Ritornerò a dire la mia luminosa scomparsa.
Patrizia Cavalli
perspective
Ti odio perchè non ti amo più perchè non posso perdonarti di non riuscire più ad amarti.
Patrizia Cavalli
Sarebbe certo andato tutto bene, una passeggiata un caffè, al cinema qualche volta insieme, le cene a casa o al ristorante; sarebbe stato insomma tutto regolare se all'improvviso togliendosi gli occhiali non si fosse seduta sorridendo con un'aria leggermente impaurita e i capelli un po’ spettinati che la facevano sembrare appena uscita da un sonno o da una corsa.
(Patrizia Cavalli)
Could Have
It could have happened. It had to happen. It happened earlier. Later. Nearer. Farther off. It happened, but not to you. You were saved because you were the first. You were saved because you were the last. Alone. With others. On the right. The left. Because it was raining. Because of the shade. Because the day was sunny. You were in luck -- there was a forest. You were in luck -- there were no trees. You were in luck -- a rake, a hook, a beam, a brake, A jamb, a turn, a quarter-inch, an instant . . . So you're here? Still dizzy from another dodge, close shave, reprieve? One hole in the net and you slipped through? I couldn't be more shocked or speechless. Listen, how your heart pounds inside me.
(Wislawa Szymborska)