Campbell's Soup Scalloped Potato

(Photo by Diana Ilaria, "Dark City")

In the spreadsheet intersection where souvenir
that intarsia leaf
undulating white light smoke
that bends to the breeze and sounds of sadness
ground reflection,
winter.

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(Image Ilaria Diana )

I opened up my heart
square of tracing the decline of the sun shade because
blend of today

tomorrow
minutes and without the grace of the lines was due to the effect that
dora remember
eternal inks
looks and bodies that wrap sheet
evoking the auspices of the gods
my poem of flesh and words
of everlasting joy and meaning,
of love, pain and life.

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soul, yes, but never brush.

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Off With time

(Photo by Diana Ilaria )

I turned off the time

facing the city

sill Tomorrow

to early autumn overcast

last glass of bubbles

I scattered

lights team veiled

in gray bottles yesterday

This aroma of earth

resin that mother's womb

praying loose silences

in this breeze brown

m'albera of that shameful torpor

on your body chubby

loosing thoughts leafy

in rice walk the eternal

time

I turned off the time.

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Mothers

( dead mother, Daphne Todd)

Mothers misshapen love

hospice renunciation

rigged on the pavement tomorrow

hours when browsing in sweat

angry with yourselves between nights of care facilities and centrifuges

softeners charity silent prayer beads by evening

the dark Hades of time

that greening smile of a child in

when amber skin s'arruga

and neva the silver crown a golden day

while Earth's womb attracts

the sunset light that melts

iris green s'azzurra

always in that which sanctifies the heart,

always in my heart that sanctifies.

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I dreamed last night instead of being in a closed environment, semi-furnished (a room of an apartment, an office, a shop) to look at the ceiling and noticed a large circular patch of ink - more dense in the center - drops that dripped to the floor. It was an infiltration of the cosmos, because going out and looking to the sky I realized (and a few others I can not remember who) that it had become all blue ink. The amount of sky available to my view, such as hyper-text, I also offered a frame for updating the world map which indicates that the blue stain had - until then - only half flooded hemisphere (the one where I was I), while the other was still white.

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ancient sea

(Photo by Diana Ilaria, "The Decline of the soul ...")

I saw the sun

honeyed Sea

salt water at the bottom of Always

refractions and gold you

by the song of cicadas foreboding

among the scents of the forest sand

flowered shores of the avenue

washed with tears fatal

the descent of tenderness

that inviolate heart of abandonment,

I get lost in this beauty

no one from a penalty that I do not understand.

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So last night I dreamed of being a concert of Giorgio Gaber, thinking that in recent years had made a mistake considerable reputation dead, and soon after met and walked from that Curreri and walked arm in arm and Gascon, and stopped - nice - to know me.

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Catábasis

(Image Ilaria Diana )

dews Sprinkle pleroma

in kenoma drooled Oblivion

mentr'avvolgo alma first fruits of

gold you

at the end of a time not my

where the shadow slips god

and let me in your lakes dazed

between the blunders of every generation and sweet slits Mai

intra poems bloodless meat

vain defiance of poetry.

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(Drawing by Michele Zucca , Opera in Black )

Holy Veil of verbs

commas above explaining puffs

intra scratches terms of shadows

points and wells just

to Remeggio time fleshed

in vessels of mirrors motionless

Babel of Illusion

sven core

the welter of Enchantment .

s is disclosed in the white sail

the slope of r system.

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I fish from the pile of stuff to read a bit ', because I have not yet written cmq over nothing.

"Imagine martial law and the lagoon in Piazza Duomo is improper from the standpoint of historiography and outdated in terms of policy." It could be summed up with this sentence taken from the afterword by Simon Sarasso almost everything there is to say about this book (given to me by Henry and Monica), but sites like this do not exist by virtue of the synthesis (which is not enough cmq).

volume sacrifices perhaps a bit 'too much of reality to the narrative demands. He does so aware of the limitations and potential of the medium, and then he does it well. But the rest of the pearls of the first coup in the Republican era (Success) is not easy, not without falling into the simplification of the adventure novel (on which the action is decisive, in fact, resolution) and there is no trace of this error, the conventions of comic adventure remains only the family melodrama.

Be clear about these limits, subject to their limits, already means that the work itself is remarkable. Rhythm, nice dialogues (military, you know them. Do not be the bird would know even with a GPS).

A true graphic novel. Were it not that we would not even get to discuss it. Me I'd got away with a note such as "shit is stuff is na" or with a pious silence.

But no, history, to the credibility of the political fiction of the situation or not (but just to say so, there is a lot more credibility in this story that in the apocalyptic from the box to which we are accustomed) is well thought out, without Pippette (everything is going premnesso told with flashbacks essential) sbrodolature it. No good feeling. Even when they make "good" characters do with complex motivations, are, in fact, most of the characters of the caricatures, without claiming to make people. People are different from what the characters would not be possible otherwise. People are real, the characters are significant mechanisms, logical objects. The attempt to treat the characters produced by people, for the most happy, and a little grotesque caricatures of 'inquitanti.

Here the error is not committed and is a well built

Ben, I said, the smears are also concessions to narrative requirements (such as the presence of a DIY pregnancy test in 69).

Just to add, be sure to read, run out to buy it, or pay fatevelo rubatelo.

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carrion, back in the sewers.

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Blonde and diva, diva
and naive,
naive and impudent. Cutting unforgettable
a profile,
teeth small and white, pink lips
.

neck scarf, bracelet tinkling:
six beautiful for the evening,
ready to challenge it as a race. Innocent
vanity
dressed in white, pink
,
red.
explosive, exaggerated, essentially
you.

"You have the feet of an athlete, Raffaella",
I said one morning. We chatted
sitting on the beds,
all in one room to share in the awakening,
lazy, slow, light, and covered in crumbs.
It said shit, we played;
it decreed the most useful inventions in history.
There was talk of the night before,
more than an hour and laughing in the dark, unable to fall asleep.
your bed suddenly bent like a wallet,
with you two in it.

Raffaella back straight, Raffaella
legs in tight jeans swoon, Raffaella
eyeshadow with glitter and a ponytail when it comes to staying on track, Raffaella
always cheerful, though sad, Raffaella
awkward and sexy, Raffaella
"I offer,"
Raffaella "and ja, Mariàààààààààà, Raffaella
sports and" sporting ", direct from the cover of Vogue.

Raffaella "Imagine to give a slap to the air "to teach me to spin on skates, a winter afternoon at home.

you this in my memory.

This is a pain,
this ruthless and purity of a disappointment,
disappointment of falling after a pirouette in the air.
The dream of a 'perfect performance
broken in an instant,
the most beautiful,
when you pick up the applause and move on.

short-lived butterfly.

But do not you want to postpone this pain,
indeed, does' not pretend that you have said nothing. Among
a bit 'I pass, I promise, I'm already
better.
not cry, I smile
on second thought,
and not get angry with life.
Do not worry, I'll still meet
the back straight and head high,
as you have taught us.
your steps, drawn by the gentle waves
on your shoes.

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Lamine sunny Spring

(Image Ilaria Diana )


M 'origin in the flesh covers at night

roots and prisons without rays

for the glory of distant trees

that Elsewhere Fogliano prisons violets

unfolding astonished irises SPERSE

strolling the washed-out clouds of birds of prey.

A lovely fortress of thorns,

on ridges embers of heart

Barbic in the dark of tomorrow,

where the Sun?

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Theme: My grandfather

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I accompanied my grandfather home from school.
He's waiting for me with a smile, closed a bit 'wrong, but I do not ever scared, but like so many others smile with teeth that you see. She looks at me already for when I go down the stairs, even following me, even if you are stopped. Her eyes are blue-gray as mine, but it always seems it contained a tear that never falls.
The other day I went to school with hands full of greens and cat whiskers drawn in pencil in the face, three straight lines at the corners of the mouth, made a flight from Pierlu, in hiding from teachers, when we were already lined up in corridor. They said they are called vibrissae, or perhaps vibrissae, or whiskers, I do not remember, however those. He laughed and took his handkerchief from a pocket square, bathed in the saliva tried to erase. Do not they took off, but fades as the temperature of crayons, when the steps with his finger on the sheet. So I became green in the cheeks.
I took his hand, swollen and dry almost scratch, and tell him what I do in class because he enjoys. But as I speak I'm careful that we attreversare on pedestrian crossings, and that the traffic light is green for us. Often want to take a backpack, but I say no, because walking is already a bit 'wrong with my portfolio and maybe you even more in-bend. I do not have many books, but you never know, and then the straps are too short for him. How do you put the grandfather would say!
Look who speaks a little 'with the doors in our building, but then with the excuse that I have to pee I ask him to go home, or mother and grandmother get angry because the dough is cold. At lunch I sat next to him because he likes me to cut my meat in the pot. I I can do already, I learned a year ago, but he wants to do it by force. A little 'I'm happy, but a little' no, because I never cut the fat edges. He's not used, even what he eats. Do not cut if it has already cut him, because if not offended. Then I chew and swallow the whole piece, except for that nasty rubber thread. With your hands pull me out of the mouth, like a worm, and put it in the edge of the plate. He finally, when there are five or six, looks at them and then look at me, with the same wry smile out of that school.
At the end of lunch I pass small pieces of apple from her. I like the apple sucks the fat, burn me in the gums, but eat it anyway because sometimes he is to too hard, almost as crisp bread, and I think that can hurt your teeth, because his move now.
I'm fast and do your homework. Sometimes I even advance them in the classroom, with teachers who do not realize it. I keep the book under the counter of math or grammar, and I already do the exercises for home. With the history and geography are a sliver, just read it once and you have to say. I am a bit 'messy with books, but I do very few errors.
Grandpa wants to help me sometimes, and I say yes, but he shakes everything inside of me from nervous because it is slow and turn the pages of the diary takes three hours. He says he wants to see, but I remember them from memory tasks, I write them in your journal just because the teachers get upset if I do not. And when he takes the book, for example to explain the history, we always attack the pages between my fingers, I do not know why! It is always two separate attacks and as a figure to be bonded, starting from the edge.
I devised a plan. While he does these things I repeat from memory, but there is a problem: when I ask you something, do not answer immediately, because they are committed to me my mental discourse, and he says they are distracted. In short, my grandfather goes around saying that I get distracted when I study.
now is a bit 'in the afternoon that no longer plays with me, because it is spring and I go down with bike or skate (the computer I get bored). Just as well, because I played with him at home with the soldiers or the slow motion subbuteo the lame ae I did not want much. By the way, I want a new brother.
And then I called from the balcony, I'm Vincent salts and gives me an orange drink.
Even the orange juice makes me sick, like the apple and as fat, but he passes me and takes quite a bit 'of sugar, and then drink it with pleasure, indeed, oh well, quite willingly. I show the ollie with a skateboard, I tell ya a few days' teaching and go down again.

I look up and find him looking at me with a smile and closed eyes with tears do not fall.

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I forgot the title: having copied the note directly from aNobii is understandable, perhaps not excusable.

Laura Tosi, the English literary fairy tale

So, before coming to the defects: good.

defects. Like most of the texts of such a review was less accurate as it passes through the pages. Towards the end, explanatory example, calls the suffragettes suffragettes. An error that did not make the rest of the book.
For the rest, made the tare of the modern passion for a certain snooty towards the overall interpretation and a substantial lack of understanding of Bettelheim's work on the fairy tale, is a very interesting text aimed at making clear the connection that, even in the fairy tale or better on the issues fairy tales, you shall be introduced between the contemporary and the Victorian era England and English culture in general.
(Just think of the fairy tales that Gaiman, author certainly English, introduced in the DC or the latest film by Tim Burton on Alice, not to mention just two examples in the book and the book have little relevance) . The problem, if anything, is that a work like that manages to be little more than introductory, given that suggests links between the two periods spanning several decades both. Connections that should be thorough, even taking into account that in reality both periods are far from homogeneous. Anyway a good read.

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(Opera Fidus)

Rami wan sun

burned in the back of the world

above the sheet I

time tangle

rhizomes of words mutilated.

Oxymoron clay lies

impossible to clot festive

combustion strokes dancing

in red white brimming.

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and chest is nu poc 'and sadness ... vre me ... eh ... tien nu poc 'and sadness. Miett't of or in Liette, t mo rong quaccos. Nu look friddi.

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nihilistic love

(Opera Zdzislaw Beksinski)

Nothing I have to say

if not the only eyes that I love

the only white I see

hands of snow Please

scrolls

body spasms and immature children

Nothing to say

if not the only eyes that I love

time flattery and conceit

between vapors of hell ed'infinito Ugge

the only meat I eat

the fall of sky

the fall time

the fall of the vacuum

inside all I do not know.

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A bit of light.