The alarm clock goes off at 6:00 am. It’s still dark, but not completely: stars are less bright, and the shade of blue in the sky is becoming lighter. The air is crisp, and brings the birds’ hymns to dawn. (altro…)
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We are not used to reading poetry, too demanding, too difficult and obscure, but even so each of us holds in their heart some verses, fragments that were able to sneak into the remote corners of our souls, and that sometimes emerge on the surface and talk to us.
I was in high school, during my English literature classes, and the teacher was explaining the Romantic poets. They were a bit too dramatic and heart wrenching according to my tastes, but as you all know, every rule has its exception, and mine was called Daffodils.
After the rain, when the sun shines again, all the colours become lusher, more saturated and luminous. (altro…)