LOCANDA
where the night has a light step
of the leaves on the branches and the silence
softens the walls,
where, from time to time, repositioning the lips
ear, mimicking a speech, where
opens in a sea shore, beautiful,
anvil in the sun and the moon goes around,
there, right there, give thought to sleep
curved, the easy breeze: everything
pulling and entangled, arrogant New,
superfluous phrasing d ' waves
( Inn, taken from The right eye tuna , Nicola Dal Falco, CappaZeta editions 2010)
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