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Late spring by Adeodato Piazza Nicolai
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Coming into the high room again after years

after oceans and shadows of hills and the sounds of lies

after losses and feet on stairs

 

after looking and mistakes and forgetting

turning there thinking to find

no one except those I knew

finally I saw you

sitting in white

already waiting

 

you of whom I had heard

with my own ears since the beginning

for whom more than once

I had opened the door

believing you were not far

 

From The Rain in the Trees / La pioggia negli alberi (1988)

Puglia. Almond tree in blossom. Photo Archivio Fotogramma

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