Alda Merini I met on paper, a handful of years ago. His greatness was compressed into a small book, welcome birthday gift is not made by an aunt allergic to the applicants. Pour drink in his eyes that I fit on many occasions. The poets are well, give a name to our emotions.
books Alda Merini I keep them in the kitchen, beautiful poetry and some novels can be read even while you cook the pasta. The pages that have odors good cooking are the best for me.
Last night I left the house and a gust took me behind the eyes of a favorite verse "No one combs well as the wind." Perhaps in that wind is the lightness of the little bee furious, fast falling into stars of the past. Free. No more restless as when tied to space.
The intensity of the poets is immune to the drill.
books Alda Merini I keep them in the kitchen, beautiful poetry and some novels can be read even while you cook the pasta. The pages that have odors good cooking are the best for me.
Last night I left the house and a gust took me behind the eyes of a favorite verse "No one combs well as the wind." Perhaps in that wind is the lightness of the little bee furious, fast falling into stars of the past. Free. No more restless as when tied to space.
The intensity of the poets is immune to the drill.
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