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Luigi Bonaffini / Marisa Marcelli
when I come to you
I will wear a dazzling, turquoise mantle
woven centuries ago
when the world had your appearance
when everything had your name
and still does.
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You left and returned
it was a large kitchen
and on the table
that you made from one of our oaks
you emptied a suitcase full of stars:
the walls vanished
and suddenly there appeared
a running shore:
I searched for you staggering
holding on to you, finding you
you took Time away with you:
“Don’t look for me –you said from a distancethe
stars are everything, everything!”
and then you left.
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