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07 April 2008

Latin's hits

Recently seasons change after every single sunset.
Just tears or laughs alter time’s pace. And only dreams can stop it.
For years I’ve been crawling in the dark, in a place with no space nor time, just to discover that, even escaped from there, I still can be hurt and lose my mind coz of something coming from the darkness.

Today is spring, again. And in the warm sunlight I pretend, once again, I don’t know anymore what the gloom is.

But deep in my soul, I know it’s just a question of pace: I’m running away from words, actions, regrets: mine or yours.
Winter, spring, summer, fall.
Accelerating time. Running against the wind, closing eyes so they can’t get wet.
Finding the darkness, with no dreams and with the echo of the last weep.

28 comments:

  1. it's snowing in london i'm gald the spring sunshine is there to bring you out of the darkness depths of your soul

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  2. London is a big city full of eyes coming from everywhere in the world, but i'm sure u understand that it is impossible to see also when it's too much bright, not only when it's dark.

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  3. just as the sun hurts our eyes the darkness hurts my eyes too. maybe it's better to curl up and hide

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  4. sometimes i wish i were a little babe who still can just curl up in his mother's embrace. dont u feel the same when u lovely carry her in ur arms?

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  5. ..do what ever you have to do, just let your words come up to the light more often. They bring resonance to the souls, and what a soul could want more.

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  6. u r completely right, just sometimes it is hard to let them vaporize out the body and they remain inside till they decay.

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  7. ..then I can only regret for all which will remain inside and decay without it’s name to be recalled, screamed, resembled, embraced, or misunderstood by somebody else’s wordless soul. S.

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  8. or u can drop me some line like these previous ones and help words to go out: it works, it really does, thx :)

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  9. Collecting words from here and there I ran into your memories. I don't know why I keep going back here and even droped a line or few.. Keep writing. S.

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  10. Well, so u just walked into my words by chance :) Then thx twice!

    Yes, i wrote something recently, just.. i have to read it again coz u know... italian's english hehe

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  11. looks like three different people are speaking here, ish

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  12. U'r right dear twinsitter :)

    Sometimes it's hard to guess who's hidding behind anonymity, and sometimes it is just a questions of interjections...

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  13. you need to start thinking about publishing these fantastic verses

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  14. hehe but i am doing it. here. :)

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  15. Such an exquisite treat was to drop in here and got into a habit to come for more or just for again...said anonymous in a strange english hehe. S.

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  16. hehe u talk like Gandalf from The Lord of the rings :) Dont confuse me, grey-haired wizard!

    Anyway u'r not so anonymous: since some post u r S.!

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  17. You are absolutely right. We enjoy our anonymity and in the same time constantly fight for our identity to appear distinguished. Since simple S. could hardly contribute to that, let me change it to the G :) Still, it’s not about us, it’s about your words that provoke our inner voices to speak up. Don’t get confused by the noise they make. Keep writing. G.

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  18. ARGH! If we were a bit more intimate i'd friendly hit u haha
    After ur last post i donno if tomorrow u will sign with an A or a Z...

    Donno why but it seemed to be important to associate u with ur initials, even if they didnt say nothing much to me: some S from London who became G.

    Anyway english is clearly ur mother-tongue since many years, i'd say...

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  19. A....Z ..hmm...what a rich communication that would be :) There are 30 letters in the alphabet of my first language (“mother-tongue” is not correct to say any more since there are many single fathers and others.. )Well, one layer of my identity is impossible to hide. Teacher in me must appear sooner or later (at least in brackets) :( I just play with words, a bit, but you are the master of the game. H.

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  20. mmm if i were enough clever i could get ur clues, but i'm not so i sink in depth till the beginning of this alternated chat.
    but i will take down with me that word u used and that makes me curious: teacher of what? literature? grammar? history?

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  21. .. if only I were able to get all your poems and memories that intrigued me so much. Sure I'm not, but I keep swimming anyway. Don't pay attention to the noise and mess we make in your pool. What we leave in this alternated chat is only a drop, a wet footprint of anonymous swimmers. Z.

    Teacher of teaching :)

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  22. ah i dont care about noise, nor mess: it has the same nature of the question if a tree that falls in a forest where there's nobody to hear it, makes noise.
    anyway if i cared just about silence i wouldnt post anything here. there is still so much to post still, after i updated my website...

    and if u didnt really care to tell me anything about ur real name, u would have hidden that S hehe

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  23. If only my name was relevant... As I realized it had no significance I simply cut it short. Nothing meant to be a clue or a puzzle, but you can always call me «To whom it may concern» hehe
    I’m getting anxious to read your new poems & memories. Keep writing...shouted the tree while falling down in the forest.

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  24. ahah ok, but now u make me go blush...
    i am posting my old things day by day, but they belong to the past so u better subscribe to the rss feed if u want to find them our, or just write me ur email and i will send the links of what i post: i will send it to some unknown S... S like Sarajevo :))

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  25. Well, I kind of appreciated the solitude when visiting this page. However, ..greetings from Sarajevo have been sent.

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  26. Ya, solitude, sometimes, is the best company we can have... maybe u experienced it in more dramatic ways...

    May i ask u if u where there when the bombs were falling from the sky few years ago?

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  27. Ouch :( Then i think u have known the solitude more than i ever did...

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