Silvio Donà – The Royalties letter
He kept it all day on his night table.
He picked it up a couple of times then he put it back down without opening...
Daja Mora – Dark days
Dark days can be the lightest in a poets mind
you might find lyrical remedies To take this time and reflect and remember not...
Heiko H. Caimi – From the well (J’accuse)
If we are afraid of opinions that are not all the rage,
if what other people think scares us,
if we don’t have the courage to...
Silvio Donà – The first copy arrives
“It’s here!”
My wife’s voice on the phone is excited, even a little bit scared.
“Are you sure? ” I ask. It’s a stupid question, I...
Heiko H. Caimi – Poems in the Wind
The square. The portico. The clock tower, standing out from the city hall behind the square, reminds the townspeople of the uncertainty of time....
Silvio Donà – It’s an iPhone that, isn’t it?
Scene: the crowded compartment of a (filthy, need I say it?) Italian train.
A guy in jeans and a casual jacket is trying to cut...
Obsession is elsewhere
-But writing what?
-Writing about obsession, death.
-What obsession? What death?
-Writing about obsession, writing about death.
-I do not understand.
-You cannot. You cannot if you do not...
Silvio Donà – Alien Vs Accountant
What will people think of me?
I’m an idiot. That’s clear. It’s hard to balme them.
What do you think of somebody, who, while sitting at...
Heiko H. Caimi – Part -Time (or “On Springs”)
«The director was even moved», said Irina, the editor in chief of Amoreux.
«I'm glad», said Imerio at the other end of the line. But...
Gabriella Tonin – Aunt Serafina
The love of reading is her gift.
Reserved and, according to some, a bit grumpy, Aunt Serafina had been silently waiting for retirement, and then,...