LUGLIO

 

 

                                                                    Oslo  - frida  -


                                                    Se gli occhi
                                                    non hanno
                                                    confini
                                                    nemmeno
                                                    nelle ciglia
                                                    e aperti
                                                    stanno,
                                                    io li leggo
                                                    valle
                                                    soleggiata
                                                    di una città
                                                    di ombre
                                                    a farmi
                                                    verde pascolo.



                                                           frida