The concert of the world is of winds and breath

Francesco Vitale, an eminent poet from Italy, shares his poetry

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Francesco Vitale was born in Cosenza (Italy). He graduated in Cinema, Television and Multimedia Production at Roma Tre University. He has published Una storia dei giorni che passa (Coessenza, 2015), Varchi attivi (Edizioni Erranti, 2020). His latest publication Lo spirito cuoce (Edizioni Efesto, 2023) has received significant appreciation from critics and won over a wide readership. He is featured in Anime con Vista – Anthology of Poems. Some of his poems have been translated into Spanish in the Argentine volume Fragmentos de Humanidad (Le Pecore Nere Editorial, Rosario 2018). His texts have appeared on various websites and literary magazines.

THE CONCERT OF THE WORLD

The concert of the world is of winds and breath

And moves frequency gaits in the heavenly

Pedestal that holds us in the shape

Of conception of being matter beyond the light

Beyond the bridge beyond life.

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THE NUMBABSTRACT

 I draw the abstract to the limit conjunction I fill

The circles the dots the voids of semi-visual

Cavities with the blackest ink extracted from

Human soul’s impure distorted figures transcend

The white robes of notebooks soiled by our

Marks that gave rise to our anarchy.

I notice the outlines slight the lines the hardened

Brushstrokes our cries which relentlessly gave

Symbol to our melody.

An alienating continuum between numbness

And emotion in a fragile parallax of previous and

Subsequent creation.

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THE KISS OF TELLUS

I felt my body a subtle earthquake swayed me

I felt it

It was my body.

I was shaken incredulous the movement of the

Earth decided to invade me to visit me in the

Most intrinsic part of each of us of me.

 It wanted to settle me

I don’t know it wanted to see how much the crust that was holding my body together would

Endure it wanted to test me I wondered.

 But suddenly I felt the warmth of an external

Entity piercing me the present the past the future

And all stages of life.

Long pause then a kiss

It was Tellus she had shown up and kissed me

From who knows where but from that?

Somewhere everything moved.

(Translation in English by Maria Pia Adinolfi)

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