The beats – poem by Angela Battaglia »
The beats
Battiti d’Ali are sparrows on the first flight
and fill the gardens
with theirs …
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Parole – poem by Angela Battaglia »
PAROLE
Hold, sweets, consoling,
repairers, o, revealing,
prophetic.
He was at the table, sitting, that …
Italo's love – poem by Angela Battaglia »
ITALO'S LOVE
Dsweetness, tenderness:
have them. And I would like them.
A man next to me who walks with me.
Or sitting together, …
Apricot blossoms – poem by Angela Battaglia »
THE APRICOT
12 Marzo 2023
APRICOT FLOWERS
I held, more than color
of peach blossoms.
With pale pink hue,
they predict …
And to dream-Paris-poetry by Angela Battaglia »
And, TO DREAM, Paris
I long for Paris.
Stroll, in the Avenues.
Go out, on the Eiffel Tower.
LENA – poem by Angela Battaglia »
LENA
The softness
softer,
The most tender tenderness,
the sweetest sweetness:
…
As time was running out – poem by Angela Battaglia »
WHILE TIME WAS ABOUT TO EXPIRY You have some’ want me? Of my expectations, of my words, of my caresses, of my …
