Ghost language – The sound of 2020
Tonight I am feeling the same uneasy sense of the impending unknown I felt in
Poems Poesie
Praise Be To Our Guiding Cactus Star – October’s Poem
Praise Be To Our Guiding Cactus Star The template of days Rising and
LANGUAGE – Pina Piccolo
Language It hardened like amber Trapping the meaning And the silence And the intonation
Praise Be to the Rooster’s Stark Eye – Pina Piccolo
From the unpublished collection “Avatars from the Borderlands”. It shall all be recorded In
Angel’s Monday – Pina Piccolo
What did that nameless Angel really say That Monday When the women approached the
Be callous, grow a callus – Pina Piccolo
Be callous, grow a callus Forge a shield around your heart Don’t let those
Clutching at Life- Pina Piccolo, German trans. (G. Schaaf) Italian trans. (V. Meloni)
Clutching at Life When the alleged dead shall rise to haunt us in the deep
E’ dal mio cane che ho appreso la gioia – Pina Piccolo
E’ dal mio cane che ho appreso la gioia A Oliver, sperando in
Their Screams Live in My Ear – Pina Piccolo
Their Screams Live in My Ear Sixty years later, he said “Then I
Kyiv: Nelle schegge del crepuscolo – Pina Piccolo (trad. di Giuseppe Ferrara)
Kyiv: Nelle schegge del crepuscolo Che non t’accada mai di sentire strali di storia caderti