Dispatch #1 from the Deep Orange Zone: Vulnerable at the Perimeter
Today is the first day that the town where I live, in Emilia Romagna, has
Today is the first day that the town where I live, in Emilia Romagna, has
Here I am remembering an old poem, written in the 1980’s, (inspired by Natalia Ginzburg’s
From “Iraq 1991: Dress Rehearsal for Imperial Demise”, section in Avatar on the Borderlands, unpublished
Prima pubblicazione in Versante ripido, 1 novembre 2015, presente nella raccolta I canti dell’Interregno, Lebeg
Dido, my sister Release me, Dido, from your space of sorrow Release me, A beggar
Let the fossil record show that: We were enveloped by amber that fell in thick
Dreamwashing #1 Pelting a nightmare of mink That stole The hubrys of kings And
Parabola del CaliCanto (in lode delle rivolte d’inverno) di Pina Piccolo La zaffata di calicanto
Avrei voluto essere patti smith Avrei voluto essere patti smith Ciocche di grigio ribelle
Not Unknown to That Fearless Cove in the Heart Don’t mind the man behind