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PIOGGIA MODERATA - FILIPPO SORCINELLI
PIOGGIA MODERATA - FILIPPO SORCINELLI
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PIOGGIA MODERATA - FILIPPO SORCINELLI
MODERATA
It is the nostalgia of walking through Milan while your own steps paint your emotions on the wet road.
In the mountain of solitude, a gray cloud tells me that I am in someone's hand.
And it guides me by the hand where lives are torn apart.
Each line of my poems stands side by side, intact.
Untouchable. And the world is lost.
With the falling drops, I do not mark time, I am just far from life.
And I merge into the dramatic sound of emotions.
It rains on the void and the cry becomes matter, it breaks the silence.
The voices sway.
Here is the encounter, between the asphalt and its liquid steps drawn and confirming the solitary man,
in the existential metropolis of noise. Weak.
Here is the fear, of a silent suspended wood, amazed by the deceiving water, generator of mold that clogs the fire. Strong.
Here is the dance in the darkness, among the clouds, of the solo song that wants to embrace an eternal flesh. We are lovers immersed in the drama of each other's salty tears, now united by the rain that blends the scents into one. Intense
Pioggia.
Atmosphere of emotion.