Praise Be To Our Guiding Cactus Star – October’s Poem
Praise Be To Our Guiding Cactus Star The template of days Rising and
Poem
Their Screams Live in My Ear – Pina Piccolo
Their Screams Live in My Ear Sixty years later, he said “Then I
Prophecy eyes, the color of olive
thinking of the boy, Mohammed Shaaban, in Gaza and Khulud, the writer, drawing birds in
Lessico famigliare/ Family lexicon: Meditation on Multilingualism and Mother Tongues
Here I am remembering an old poem, written in the 1980’s, (inspired by Natalia Ginzburg’s