Mia traduzione in Inglese del poema multi-lingua di Francesco Forlani, allegato al fondo nelle sue versioni in Italiano, Spagnolo e Francese. To solitudeTogether again? We thought we’d lost each other.It’s good to savour this closeness, or a distancemeasured in grains, like salt on a dish.We neither talk when you are aboutNor say goodbye when on […]

Each day, you know, regardless of the weatherI try my best to be a perfect fatherBut there are sins that now I must confessWhich make my efforts futile more or less:We’re taught to live our lives in moderationBut when it comes to love there’s a temptationTo disregard the rules we should live by…Who loves too […]

In the time when the dreams outnumbered the incidents of lifewe couldn’t know that funeven fun fades away: with age, with wear with the invisible gravity of care that shunsthe unfamiliar and the unplanned;even so, from time to time, safe company, safe circumstances invite the belly laugh that hurts, the silly dances and in that […]

Un bastoncino d’acqua: il suo destinosparire a pezzi in mezzo agli ingredienti;così negli adulti si tace il bambinoperché di vita incerta gli accidentilo sedano. Ma accade che talvolta,al termine di un giorno trasparente,t’imbatti nel Furlèn che si rivoltaa quella consuetudine ignorante;ed ecco il suo cappello ch’è una giostra,due hula hoop a reggere le lenti,gilet e […]

Al termine di una sgambata invernale, mio figlio, un amico ed io gustavamo la meritata colazione 🥞 in un café chic nei pressi di London Briggio, quand’ecco due loschi figuri tribolare accanto alle biciclette 🚲illucchettate appena fuori. Immantinente, il giovane mustacchiato intuisce lor malevole intenzioni e, noncurante del pericolo, si lancia all’inseguimento 🏃‍♂️, calciando prima […]

APPENDIX The idea was to write a poem on non-existence. After much pondering, a black page – a representation of nothingness – is all I could come up with. Lazy? Obvious? Here’s a thought: “if non-being is nothingness, does it mean that being is everything? (What is everything?)” Months later I found an uncanny connection […]

An exchange of messages. It had something of the poetic, so I tried to do it justice: He’s sleeping I think.The puppy whines. The hot drinkWill have to wait, it’s timeFor morning jobs, in morning frostReturned, a first perhapsFor Lola, quick-stepping on the path,Adjusting the dial of her scentTo colder ways. The raysOf autumnal sun, […]

It’s not until you make the time, the space to gather with your loved ones round the fire, to call a truce on habit, to retire the woes that come with keeping up the pace, It’s not until you notice wayward clouds unravel to reveal a glowing star or half-lit souls, the sound of a […]

In risposta all’ennesimo post di piatto vegano dall’amico Francesco Tofu siccome immobile condita più del giusto stette la soja immemore orba di tanto gusto così percossa e attonita la chat al Ciccio sta Muta pensando all’ultimo pasto di quel vegano né sa quando di simile pietanza al melograno lui la cruenta immagine ancor ci proporrà […]

…You find the World Cup final somewhat stressy? Just add a little something to your latte: A shot, the perfect match for Kilian Mbappe, Some spice, to pay respect to Leo Messi. If one’s technique may come across as bossy The other’s borrowed surely from the ballet; Allez! Let’s whoop it up for Tortue Mbappe, […]