Poesie inserite da Silvana Stremiz

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Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
How sick - to wait - in any place - but thine -
I knew last night - when someone tried to twine -
Thinking - perhaps - that I looked tired - or alone -
Or breaking - almost - with unspoken pain -
And I turned - ducal -
That right - was thine -
One port - suffices - for a Brig - like mine -

Our's be the tossing - wild though the sea -
Rather than a Mooring - unshared by thee.
Our's be the Cargo - unladen - here -
Rather than the "spicy isles"
And thou - not there.
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    Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
    I gained it so -
    By Climbing slow -
    By Catching at the Twigs that grow
    Between the Bliss - and me -
    It hung so high
    As well the Sky
    Attempt by Strategy -
    I said I gained it -
    This - was all -
    Look, how I clutch it
    Lest it fall -
    And I a Pauper go -
    Unfitted by an instant's Grace
    For the Contented - Beggar's face
    I wore - an hour ago.
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      Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
      If any sink, assure that this, now standing -
      Failed like Themselves - and conscious that it rose -
      Grew by the Fact, and not the Understanding
      How Weakness passed - or Force - arose -
      Tell that the Worst, is easy in a Moment -
      Dread, but the Whizzing, before the Ball -
      When the Ball enters, enters Silence -
      Dying - annuls the power to kill.
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        The Day that I was crowned
        Was like the other Days -
        Until the Coronation came -
        And then - 'twas Otherwise -
        As Carbon in the Coal
        And Carbon in the Gem
        Are One - and yet the former
        Were dull for Diadem -

        I rose, and all was plain -
        But when the Day declined
        Myself and It, in Majesty
        Were equally - adorned -

        The Grace that I - was chose -
        To Me - surpassed the Crown
        That was the Witness for the Grace -
        'Twas even that 'twas Mine.
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          From Cocoon forth a Butterfly
          As Lady from her Door
          Emerged - a Summer Afternoon -
          Repairing Everywhere -
          Without Design - that I could trace
          Except to stray abroad
          On Miscellaneous Enterprise
          The Clovers - understood -

          Her pretty Parasol be seen
          Contracting in a Field
          Where Men made Hay -
          Then struggling hard
          With an opposing Cloud -

          Where Parties - Phantom as Herself -
          To Nowhere - seemed to go
          In purposeless Circumference -
          As 'twere a Tropic Show -

          And notwithstanding Bee - that worked -
          And Flower - that zealous blew -
          This Audience of Idleness
          Disdained them, from the Sky -

          Till Sundown crept - a steady Tide -
          And Men that made the Hay -
          And Afternoon - and Butterfly -
          Extinguished - in the Sea.
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            Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
            The Sun - just touched the Morning -
            The Morning - Happy thing -
            Supposed that He had come to dwell -
            And Life would all be Spring!
            She felt herself supreme -
            A Raised - Ethereal Thing!
            Henceforth - for Her - What Holiday!
            Meanwhile - Her wheeling King -
            Trailed - slow - along the Orchards -
            His haughty - spangled Hems -
            Leaving a new necessity!
            The want of Diadems!

            The Morning - fluttered - staggered -
            Felt feebly - for Her Crown -
            Her unanointed forehead -
            Henceforth - Her only One!
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              Scritta da: Silvana Stremiz
              II tempo si è fermato... ii mio cuore non ha pace. Nel silenzio tutto tace. Non sento più la tua voce né il tuo respiro... Non devo più aspettare... Il tempo si è fermato! Sono sola con la tristezza nel mio cuore, con il rimpianto di un amore... Sola con le mie lacrime... Ti penso e piango per la grande solitudine e per il vuoto che mi hai lasciato dentro. Per quello che non non mi hai mai dato. E con il tempo che si è fermato!
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