"And you can dream,
so dream out loud"
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lunedì 21 aprile 2008 - ore 20:46
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Nubi cirrocumulate coprono questa ultima fetta di aprile. Ma la mia faccia è ugualmente rosso cipolla di Tropea: potere di Porto Santa Margherita.. il buco del mondo con il sole intorno..
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giovedì 17 aprile 2008 - ore 20:41
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Try not to get worried
Try not to turn on to
Problems that upset you
oh don’t you know
Everything’s alright
Yes everything’s fine
And we want you to sleep well tonight
Let the world turn without you tonight
Close your eyes
Close your eyes
And forget all about us tonight
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lunedì 14 aprile 2008 - ore 01:02
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
vorrei..
vorrei..
vorrei.
mi è cascata una stella cadente sul bavero della giacca.
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sabato 5 aprile 2008 - ore 12:21
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Ieri BIG inaugurazione aziendale Porsche
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sabato 29 marzo 2008 - ore 11:27
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Che serata!
Fatto cose trasgressivissime con il Fagiolo ieri sera:
- bevuto bbirra ppiccola,
- portato il Fagiolo in auto,
- andati ad Abano dove non c’era un’anima,
- arrampicata sbilenca sulla statua dell’uomo d’acciaio,
- camminato felpati
- ascoltato i Rem
- riso quando il Fagiolo diceva "Bbbirra piccola! Camminato felpati!!"
- guidato col tasso alcolico eccessivo
- frenato a tutti i semafori verdi
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venerdì 28 marzo 2008 - ore 20:17
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
The photograph on the dashboard, taken years ago,
turned around backwards so the windshield shows.
Every streetlight reveals the picture in reverse.
Still, it’s so much clearer.
I forgot my shirt at the water’s edge.
The moon is low tonight.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night.
I’m not sure all these people understand.
It’s not like years ago,
The fear of getting caught,
of recklessness and water.
They cannot see me naked.
These things, they go away,
replaced by everyday.
Nightswimming, remembering that night.
September’s coming soon.
I’m pining for the moon.
And what if there were two
Side by side in orbit
Around the fairest sun?
That bright, tight forever drum
could not describe nightswimming.
You, I thought I knew you.
You I cannot judge.
You, I thought you knew me,
this one laughing quietly underneath my breath.
Nightswimming.
The photograph reflects,
every streetlight a reminder.
Nightswimming deserves a quiet night, deserves a quiet night.
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lunedì 17 marzo 2008 - ore 22:32
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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venerdì 14 marzo 2008 - ore 22:18
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
Do you believe in always,
the wind said to the rain
I am too busy with
my flowers to believe,
the rain answered
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mercoledì 12 marzo 2008 - ore 18:56
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
somehwere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near
your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously)her first rose
or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully,suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;
nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing
(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands
e.e.cummings
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martedì 4 marzo 2008 - ore 20:01
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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