Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size But when I start to tell them, They think I’m telling lies. I say, It’s in the reach of my arms, The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I’m…

The Process

tap tap tap tap typing so relaxing, like rain’s noise Am I the only one who fantasize about the process? no no, I’m not talking about the work done well, that is pretty satisfactory too but what about the making of it… all that typing, thinking, sitting there expressing and that moment you can tell…

Laura

Petrarca, Canzoniere, Erano i capei d’oro a l’aura sparsi